"I can't," Zaden said. Grace was speechless. He was not her boss anymore, right? Who gave him the right to act bossy around her? It truly made her grit her teeth in anger. "I don't have the time," Grace said coldly. "Then when will you have time?" Zaden asked, his tone a patient one. "Forget it," Grace thought to herself. After all, she did indeed earn a lot of money while working for Zaden. No matter what reason he wanted to meet up with her for, he probably would not go as far as to eat her alive. "Well... let's meet tomorrow," Grace said. "Alright." The next day, Grace asked him what the matter was as soon as they met up. Zaden was much more straightforward this time. "I'd like to invite you to cook dinner at my house this weekend," Zaden said bluntly. Grace was puzzled. She thought that she had already made it very clear before she left. Zaden's current request felt a little unreasonable. How could an almighty CEO not have an eg
What kind of prank was this? Asking her to nod if she understood? Did Zaden think that she could not understand the language he spoke? However, despite feeling annoyed by his remarks, Grace nodded anyway. It was after doing so did Zaden only let go of her. The two of them then snuck out of the children's bedroom. "Why are you sleeping here?" Zaden asked. Grace thought he was angry and quickly explained, "I didn't want this either, but Dulcie refused to let me go. I wanted to leave after she fell asleep but I couldn't help it..." "You really are a pig." "What did you say?" Grace did not hear him clearly. "Nothing, I'm here to ask why didn't you leave any food for me?" Zaden questioned. "The butler said that you were working overtime today. I thought you were going to eat at the company, so I didn't leave any food," Grace explained. "What do you mean you thought, you did it on purpose, didn't you?" Zaden accused. Grace was speec
"We have no choice but to take our time and look for one," she said. After seeing Grace's unconcerned expression, her roommate remembered the news about her sugar daddy, and teased her, "Sigh, we're all so anxious about it, but you seem so calm, Grace! Oh right, if you can't find a job, you can go back to being a chef at your employee's house!" Her roommate's mocking words actually gave her an idea. She could still work in the Andrew family during the weekends, and she could focus on looking for an internship during the weekdays. That way, she wouldn't have to worry about not having an income, and she wouldn't be so stressed anymore. Meanwhile, her roommates exchanged an envious but also disdainful gaze when they heard the words 'be a chef'. Ever since she left the school, Grace invested all of her attention in looking for a job. And it was as that moment when she realized how difficult it was to find a job. Relatively speaking, her job at Zade
"Don't you want Auntie to look after you?" Zaden peered at her and said. "I do..." Dulcie gave in right away. From then on, Grace was allowed to sit down and eat with them every time. She wasn't bothered by the jealous gazes of the others at all, as she was glad that she no longer had to watch as they ate the food she prepared happily. The unpleasantness she felt towards Zaden decreased drastically as well. Moira didn't say anything, she didn't even say that she could look after Dulcie on her own. Her heart was filled with mixed feelings, and her gaze shifted from Zaden to Grace. At that moment, the delicious food had become tasteless. As the saying goes, the way to a man's heart was through his stomach. Moira had tried to cook previously, she even hired a professional chef to teach her secretly. Unfortunately, she lacked talent, and she hated working as well as the oil and smoke in the kitchen, so she could only give up after making no improveme
Who on earth was saying these words in front of the children? Dulcie didn't understand what was going on, but Jayce did, and he could see that Zaden was about to burst into flames. Even thought Dulcie didn't know what was going on, she was sensitive as a child, and she knew that she might've said something wrong. Despite not knowing the meaning of the words, she knew that she wasn't supposed to say them again. "Dulcie." Zaden held his emotions in, and smiled as he asked, "Why did you ask that?" Dulcie didn't dare to answer, and glanced at Zaden timidly. "Why don't you tell Daddy about it," he said. "It's because... I wanted to know what it meant..." Dulcie didn't have the guts to look at Zaden, and lowered her head as she fiddled with her fingers. "Dulcie, where did you hear these words from?" Zaden asked patiently. Zaden's tone was calm, and he no longer showed an angry expression. All of a sudden, Dulcie thought that... perhaps he
Moira watched happily by the side... At this point, Zaden will finally understand that he has to fire this woman! But there was a hint of uncertainty beneath Moira's heart. She could tell that Zaden had developed unusual feelings towards Grace, so she had to know what he was going to do to with her. On the other hand, Zaden took Grace's silence as her admitting that it was true. It seemed that she did have a complicated past. Perhaps she wasn't willing to talk about it because she couldn't let it go, or because she was still in love with that man. Zaden had mixed feelings at the thought of that. He clenched his fist unintentionally, and his round nails pierced into his palm. He wasn't bothered by the pain at all, as his mind was occupied by his fury. "Zaden, I think that..." Moira wanted to say something to break the silence, but as soon as she spoke, Zaden frowned even harder. "Stop." Zaden waved his hand, and said without even looking at her,
"Can't I?" Zaden's eyes turned red as he stared Grace down, eyeing her as if he wanted to eat her whole. He asked in a low voice, "If not me, then who else has the right?" Grace didn't know how to respond and could only shout in a helpless voice, "Let go of me!" "Calm down, Zaden, calm down! Put me down. I can pretend that nothing happened!" "You might be able to," Zaden sneered in his heart, "but I can't." Walking to the side of the bed, he threw Grace onto the bed. Grace fell onto the soft bedding. However, she didn't have the time to enjoy the high-quality bedding. The moment she regained her freedom, she used her hands and feet to push backward, hoping to escape from Zaden's control. This was as unfair a fight, like between a small rabbit and a ferocious tiger. Any attempt made by the rabbit to escape was laughable in the eyes of the tiger. "Zaden, don't come over!" Grace shouted. Zaden wasn't planning on wasting his breath. He knelt on the
Grace was speechless. This was getting ridiculous. How was she going to explain it? She hadn't been stripped of her pants and spanked! This was so embarrassing. Unexpectedly, she had caused two children to sympathize with her and comfort her. She wondered if she was really that useless. This was all Zaden's fault. Why had he gone crazy for no reason? None of this would have happened if he had not! "No," Grace said. "Mr. Andrew didn't hit me." "Huh?" Dulcie was also confused. Looking at Grace's messy clothing, she stared with her big black eyes and asked, "But you just came out of Daddy's room, and now you're acting like this. If he didn't spank you, then what did Daddy do to you?" Dulcie found it strange. Could it be that her father had other methods of disciplining people? In that case, she had to find out in case she got punished by her father in the future when she was disobedient. Faced with Dulcie's question, Douglas' eyes were filled with