However, Grace hadn't expect Raymond to bring Priscilla along.As soon as they entered and handed their coats to the waiter, they saw Raymond and Priscilla standing side by side at the head of the table.Priscilla looked gentle and elegant. Grace wanted to leave immediately, but she forced herself to stay.Victor, on the other hand, seemed casual."Uncle Raymond, you've gone through a lot of trouble.""Uncle Harold is old and he's always worried about the happiness of his grandchildren. Of course, I have to share his worries too." Raymond smiled and continued, "Let me introduce you. This is Priscilla. Grace has already met her."Victor glanced at Grace and immediately realized why she looked upset.He nodded and greeted, "Aunt Priscilla.""Victor, right? I had not met you that day. The ladies all said you were outstanding, and it seems they were right." Priscilla smiled as she approached them. "This is a gift I specially prepared for you. This wine is over hundred years old
Grace had thought of showing Raymond some respect. She had wanted to try to endure it if she could and finish the meal peacefully. But she hadn't expected Priscilla to set her sights on the Lewis family. It was just insane.Hestia had heard that Grace was back and had indeed made plans to go shopping with her. But it wasn't time yet. Grace arrived early. She sat by the window in the café, quickly typing on her phone as she recounted the events to Xander.After her anger subsided a bit, she said, "Was I too impulsive?"There was a moment of silence, then he called her after a while. He laughed smoothly through the phone, "Grace, you being a bit impulsive is nothing."Grace grumbled, "You're joking at a time like this!""She's not entirely wrong to try to strengthen ties with the Lewis family with this scheme. We both know Victor. If he doesn't like it, nothing will come of it. Why are you upset?"It was true. It was unlikely for Victor to fall for a woman from a wealthy fami
"It's me," Hestia answered.She took Grace's hand and comforted her. "Don't be angry. Look at the gift I brought you.""Gift?"They were at a bespoke tailor shop, and it wasn't very big. There were a few old tailors inside, both male and female, and they were all focused intently on stitching the swathes of fabulous cloth in their hands. Grace looked at the display case in surprise. "A Kidhnian gown?""I don't think I've ever seen you wear one. It's almost time for the New Year, so I wanted to make things more festive for you." After all, they were Kidhnian. These things were important to them. One of the tailors teased, "This was ordered two months ago. You're very lucky, young lady."Grace's eyes widened. "I read a news article about you when I was studying fashion design!"The tailors at this shop were protectors of cultural heritage, so they took every stitch seriously. Their specialty was custom-made Kidhnian gowns for the elite. Even the ordinary rich couldn't eve
After eating with Hestia, Grace bought some food to go and sent it over to Fulton Group. She told Xander that she had hired an errand boy, but the truth was that she was already in the car. "Ferolia requires a reservation, and they change their menu every three days. They won't repeat their menu, either."Xander replied, "Thank you, Grace. I'm anticipating it greatly."Grace couldn't help but smile when she saw the message. After the previous incident, the receptionist recognized who Grace was and did not try to stop her. Instead, she led Grace straight to a private elevator. "Please come with me."After the receptionist had swiped her card for access to the top floor, Grace inclined her head in thanks. Although night had fallen, Fulton Group was brightly lit, especially the top floor. It wasn't the first time Grace had come over. She saw that the office that had belonged to Jake had now been converted to a data room. She walked down the corridor, holding the box of fo
Grace did not have time to say more. She got up quickly. "I have an urgent matter to attend to. I'm sorry."However, Hazel followed her, clutching her documents. "Did you drive?"Grace did not speak. She walked quickly as she looked at her phone. "This is the peak rush hour around Fulton Group as all the employees are getting off work, and it won't be easy to get a cab." Hazel grabbed her arm. "I drove. If you don't mind, I can give you a lift, Ms. Lewis."Grace pursed her lips. She subconsciously wanted to resist Hazel's attempts at reconciliation, but she didn't have a better choice right now. "Thank you in advance."Hazel's car wasn't as grand as Xander's, but she seemed very pleased with it. She maneuvered the steering wheel as she said, "I'm about to be sent to our branch company. I came to the secretariat office to do a handover today."Grace hadn't expected Hazel to take the initiative to explain, so she was a little surprised. "You've worked hard."Hazel glanced at he
By the time the matter was resolved, and the car had been towed away, it was already 10:00 pm.After Xander ended his meeting, he turned to the office and handed the document he was holding to Chad. "In future, add a red label to urgent documents and a blue label to non-urgent documents."Chad took it hurriedly and nodded. He was a man and was not as meticulous as Hazel had been. Xander entered his office and was enveloped by a feminine scent. The familiar fragrance made him frown. "Did Grace come here?""She came two hours ago to deliver food to you, but your meeting hadn't ended yet—"Xander interrupted him in a low voice. "Why didn't you tell me?"Chad felt wronged. "I wanted to tell you, but you were dealing with the city-west demolishing issues and arguing with Mr. Leroy. I wanted to report this to you, but you gestured at me to stop me."He was right. Xander closed his eyes, and then walked forward to open the box of food. The box itself was beautifully presented, a
Hazel had grown up without a family, which was why she was like a drifting leaf. Xander had been like a savior to her. "I'll never forget the days when I had to make every penny count, and I won't forget the debt I owe to Mr. Fulton. When I first joined Fulton Group with him all those years ago, I swore that I would always obey his commands." Hazel looked firm. Grace narrowed her eyes. The lights at the roadside seemed to glare brightly in her eyes. "You were with him every step of the way as he reached the position he's in today.""Of course.""Did he suffer a lot in the past?""When Mr. Fulton first joined Fulton Group, he started from the bottom so that he could prove himself to everyone. "There was a time when he waited outside a client's house every day for a month without fail just so that he could get the client to agree on a project. One month later, the project was confirmed, and he was promoted by 3 levels." Hazel leaned against the car, smiling as she reminisced
However, Grace became agitated. She took his hand. "Why shouldn't she? I want to know about your past, but you never tell me anything.""I know what you should know and what you shouldn't. Some things are too dirty, and they would defile your ears." Xander rolled the window down slightly and looked outside. "We're lovers. Do we need to withhold anything from each other?" Grace looked at his silhouette. "No matter what it is, as long as it's related to you, I would never find it dirty."Her voice seemed to pierce right through Xander's heart, and he frowned."I like Hazel telling me these things, because I can see a different Xander. You underestimate me. I know what the world is like, and I'm not as sheltered as you think I am."Grace sighed and grabbed his hand again. "Xander, I hope that in future you'll tell me about your family, friends, and work."He looked back, and there was a rather disoriented look in his eyes.He hadn't expected Grace to be so magnanimous and ac