Chapter 298: Grant Holloway's Voice Was Icy

"Who touched the documents on the low cabinet?"

Grant Holloway's voice was icy.

Paige Lawson set down her bowl of bird's nest soup, blinking innocently. "I only opened the drawer. Didn't touch anything else."

Grant held up two files. "Someone swapped the pages."

Paige feigned surprise. "Only Mrs. Palmer and your assistant were in the study yesterday. The assistant wouldn't dare mess with your things, so that leaves..."

Her meaningful gaze drifted toward Catherine Holloway.

Catherine's face paled. "Shut up! This is between me and my son!"

Turning to Grant, she pleaded, "I did go to the study yesterday, but only to retrieve the files you requested. Your assistant waited outside the entire time—I swear on my life."

"Could Mrs. Palmer have—"

Mrs. Palmer hastily waved her hands. "The young master forbids us from touching anything in the study. I'm always extra careful."

Grant shook his head. "Yesterday wasn't cleaning day."

Paige stirred her soup lazily. "I don't even have a key to the study. Seems the only possibility is you, Catherine."

Catherine trembled with rage. "How dare you accuse me? Why would I tamper with my own son's documents?"

Paige smirked. "Weren't you throwing a tantrum just the other day?"

Grant examined the files. Though nothing was missing, the critical pages had been rearranged. This petty sabotage was exactly Catherine's style.

"Forget it." Grant closed the files. "A mistake in these contracts could cost millions. Mother, don't let it happen again."

He turned to leave.

Catherine's eyes reddened. "Grant! It wasn't me!"

"Business calls. We'll talk later."

Watching her son's retreating back, Catherine choked on unshed tears.

Paige pushed her bowl away. "Disgusting! Make it again!"

"You don't deserve bird's nest!" Catherine finally exploded. "Holding that unborn child over our heads—I've had enough!"

Paige sneered. "What? Don't want your precious grandchild now?"

"Any spawn from your womb isn't worth keeping!" Catherine roared. "Have it or don't—I don't care!"

She stormed upstairs, returning ten minutes later with a suitcase.

"Everyone—we're moving back to the estate!"