"No, Zaden, are you mistaken? What drug? I don't know what you mean. I... I have no idea what you're talking about!" Moira kept denying it. Zaden sneered and left. The Andrew family announced that the wedding could be canceled, but did not state the reason. In a private hospital a few months later. "Grace, come back quickly. Mom is dying!" "How could this be?" Grace was rubbing her belly just before she received the phone call from her younger brother. She was in disbelief. She couldn't hear what he was saying on the phone. When she saw the nurse walking into the ward, she immediately asked, "Wasn't it agreed that if I get pregnant, they will pay for my mother's treatment? Why is my mother dying?" "How would I know?" "What does that mean? You promised me!" The nurse frowned and said, "You're pregnant. Please don't get so worked up." "How can I not?" Grace's pale face was abnormally red. She covered her stomach in pain. "My stomach..
Zaden had already returned to his study. Jayce came to report to him. "Mr. Andrew, Grace has left. Before she left..." "Get to the point," Zaden said coldly. "She said that narcissists and perverts are the same." Jayce broke out in a cold sweat. He was afraid that Zaden would be furious and fire him too. Zaden was so angry that he let out a laugh. This woman was interesting. "Bring her back," ordered Zaden. "What?" "Do I have to repeat myself?" "I'll go right now!" The butler ran after Grace. "How unfortunate!" Grace said as she walked towards the gate. "I thought I had found a good job. I wasn't expecting to meet a narcissist. It's a good thing I didn't stay or I would've been miserable!" "Grace?" A woman who was dressed in designer clothes asked in surprise. Moira? Why did she have to bump into her? Just her luck! Grace pretended not to see Moira and was about to walk away. Moira was enraged by
Grace was speechless. What the butler had said was useless. He might as well stay silent. Grace realized that she had been tricked. Time was very tight because she had to prepare different dishes for Zaden. While showering, she had told herself that it was hard to find a job that paid so well. She must endure it. Grace was busy cooking in the kitchen. It took a while, but she finally served breakfast. Grace decided to secretly eat some leftovers. There was half a piece of toast left. Just as Grace reached out to take it... "Grace." "Yes?" Grace was startled. She turned around and saw Jayce standing at the kitchen door. He looked at her fiercely. Had she been caught in the act? "Why are you hiding here? Stand outside and wait for Mr. Andrew's instructions," Jayce said. "Okay," Grace replied. She felt extremely aggrieved. Douglas and Dulcie were also seated at the table, eating their breakfast. Grace's cooking was good. The k
"Why can't she be here?" Douglas, who had been quiet all this while, also asked curiously. Zaden was starting to have a headache. There were a lot of things that he couldn't explain to the two kids. However, they weren't easy to fool. He didn't know what to do. Zaden didn't say anything. Douglas didn't dare to ask any further, and Dulcie burst into tears again. Grace was watching them nearby. She didn't know why but she felt sorry for the kids. Dulcie wouldn't stop crying. There was nothing Zaden could do. What if she hurt her throat? Children were very vulnerable. "Dulcie," Grace walked over. She didn't dare to take the child from Zaden's arms. Zaden frowned as he saw Grace walking over. "Dulcie, don't cry," Grace comforted her. "Mom has her own things to settle. But of course she wants to be with you. You're a good girl, how can she not like you?" "Is..." Dulcie was out of breath from crying. She burped and asked, "Is it true?"
Douglas had always behaved like a little adult and was usually very opinionated. Grace couldn't figure out what he was thinking. She glanced at Douglas but didn't take the initiative to hug him. "Goodnight." Grace closed the door and left. She didn't notice the trace of disappointment in Douglas's eyes. Zaden returned to his room angrily and lay on his bed. It wasn't long before he heard the sound of the door opening and closing. It must be Grace going downstairs after putting the children to bed. He wanted to fall asleep quickly but what had happened earlier kept replaying in his mind. Although she was wearing childish pajamas, she had a nice figure and she wasn't wearing any undergarments. The feeling of her hands on his chest and the way her soft hands pushed him... suddenly, Zaden felt a little hot. "What's going on?" Zaden became irritable. He lowered the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees and kicked off the quilt. Ever si
Not long after dinner, Moira's luggage was sent over. She shamelessly moved into the second floor under the guise of taking care of the children. Zaden couldn't be bothered to express his opinion. As long as she didn't bother him. Moira interpreted Zaden's silence as approval. She thought of a way to get rid of Grace. "Grace, come and unpack my luggage!" Moira arrogantly demanded. Grace was the chef and she worked part-time to take care of the children. She wasn't an ordinary servant. She didn't even have to wash the dishes. She ignored Moira. "Haven't you asked the wrong person?" Grace did not move an inch. It wasn't time to put the children to sleep yet. It was her break time now. Moira was very angry when she saw Grace disobeying her. She insisted, "Grace, you have to be clear of your identity. You're just a babysitter!" "You're the one who isn't clear. I'm a chef, not a babysitter," Grace corrected her. "What's the difference?" In M
"You're dressed like this but you're afraid of people seeing you?" Grace asked in reply. "I didn't wear it for you," Moira replied. "Oh, then who did you wear it for?" Grace asked knowingly, showing a knowing smirk on her face. "What does it have to do with you?" Moira lifted her chin. She didn't like Grace at all. She felt that Grace was mocking her. Grace wasn't going to fight with Moira here. She smiled meaningfully and was about to go downstairs. Moira handed the fruit platter to her and arrogantly ordered, "Take this down." Grace raised an eyebrow. "I've told you before, I'm not your babysitter." Grace did not spare Moira another glance. She walked past her and headed downstairs toward her room. "That b*tch!" Moira stomped her feet and glared at Grace's back. She wanted to destroy her. Moira was already angry after what had happened with Zaden. Grace's attitude towards her made her even angrier. Grace was a ticking time bomb.
"That's impossible. I didn't even buy it. How could you have possibly seen it in the bag?" Grace asked. "This is a hospital!" A nurse came over and warned, "Please take it outside. Don't disturb the other patients." Only then did they walk outside. They still couldn't find a solution after arguing for a long time. Moira insisted that Grace had bought it, but Grace insisted she didn't. It would be clear if they went home and took a look, right? "Enough. We'll talk about it when we're home," Zaden said. After arriving home, Moira immediately ran to Dulcie's room. She took out the bag of pudding and poured the contents onto the tea table. The peach-flavored pudding was among them. There weren't many. Moira took a peach-flavored pudding and asked, "Grace, is this what you meant when you said you didn't buy it?" The evidence was before them. It wasn't looking good for Grace. "Zaden, Grace is vicious. Even if she didn't know that Dulcie is a