Chapter 611 Recognize His Corpse

Xander saw that she was being obstinate and pinched her nose.

Grace snatched the cigarette from his fingers. It was too strong, and she wasn't used to it. She coughed heavily.

Xander patted her on the back.

"Then when can we do it?" She persisted.

Xander was finding it hard to stand firm. He clapped a hand to his forehead.

"Wow, you're keen."

It was an unfulfilled desire, after all.

Grace swatted him away and hid herself in the blankets. She scrunched up her face.

"You'd better not regret it!"

Xander had never been in a better mood.

The next morning, the servant came to make a report. "There's someone outside who insists on seeing Ms. Lewis."

Grace looked up. "Who is it?"

"He says his surname is Yeager."

Grace frowned.

A few minutes later, the door opened.

Grace had just sat down when Quentin tumbled in and slid to his knees in front of her.

"Ms. Lewis, Ms. Lewis, you've got to save me!"

Grace was shocked. She frowned. "Quentin, what do you mean by this?"

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