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
"If that's the case, then why do you ask this question?" Grace asked. To be honest, Grace felt a little hurt getting questioned by such an innocent child. However, she was worried that she had been negligent in taking care of them, which led them to have this kind of thought. "Be-because..." Dulcie twisted her fingers and looked embarrassed, but she still explained, "Yesterday, Mom told me and my brother that you would marry Dad and become our stepmother." "In fairy tales, stepmothers always bully children, so... I asked you if you would abuse us." After explaining, Dulcie felt so guilty that she didn't even dare to look into Grace's eyes. As for Grace, she had never expected Dulcie's answer. She felt ashamed and particularly angry at the same time. Moira was simply too much. Grace was able to tolerate many of her malicious tactics, but this was too much. How could she say such things in front of a child? "That won't happen," Grace denied. "Dul
"Okay." Grace agreed and said, "I have something else to discuss with you." When he finally heard this sentence, Zaden knew that there must've been something going on. "What's the matter?" As they talked, they went into the lounge. Zaden also specifically told the secretaries that no one was allowed to come in and disturb him before work in the afternoon. These words made the secretaries' eyes turn red. Since he had ordered them to keep everyone out of his office while he was inside with a woman, it was hard to control their imaginations from running wild. "How's your investigation on my surrogacy?" Grace asked. Zaden had thought that Grace's patience was wearing thin, and so she had sought him out for an update on his progress. Feeling a little ashamed, he said, "I'm sorry. There hasn't been any progress so far. You know that information on surrogacy is highly secured. It won't be so easy for my subordinates to investigate it." "It's okay. You
"Stop!" Grace made a gesture and said, "I'm going to the Empire Group. Do you want to go with me?" "Oh?" Gentry was flustered for a moment and then realized that he had almost gotten himself in trouble. He quickly said goodbye. "Sorry, sorry for bothering you. It's my fault!" Grace shook her head helplessly. She went to the kitchen to bring the toiletries she had prepared for Zaden, and set off for the Empire Group. Grace took a cab, as she didn't have the nerve to ask her chauffeurs to give her a ride. This was the first time Grace had taken the initiative to go there. She didn't know whether she was going to meet Zaden or not, but the staff at the front desk had changed since the last time she had went to deliver food and she didn't know when it had happened. Hence, the new staff didn't know her at all. However, when she saw that Grace was dressed up very beautifully and elegantly, she guessed that Grace must be someone important. Naturally, she didn't d
This time, Grace took the initiative. She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around Zaden's neck, and took the initiative to plant her pink lips on his. The chaste kisses turned into lingering kisses. Zaden had always restrained himself very much. Every time he met Grace, he always felt that he was on the verge of losing control. "Well, I can't believe that you are so obedient today. Go to sleep. If you kiss me again, I might not remain chaste. You won't have a chance to sleep even if you want to," said Zaden. After going to bed, Grace took the initiative to cradle into Zaden's arms. Just like Dulcie acting like a spoiled child, Grace had also put all of her heart and soul into Zaden, like a spoiled child. The next day, there was still no sign of Zaden at breakfast in the Andrew household. "Oh? Dad's gone again..." Dulcie said regretfully. Douglas found that his sister was upset, thus he comforted her, "It doesn't matter, Dulcie. Daddy need
The silent confrontation was still going on, and Zaden was waiting. When would Moira give in? Moira was also waiting. When would Zaden be gracious enough to let her go? However, perhaps these two people didn't know each other very well. They both had naive expectations that were absolutely wrong and impossible to achieve from the beginning. "It's so cold..." Moira murmured in a low voice. As she spoke, a puff of white vapor immediately appeared in front of her lips. Even though kneeling down like this was not a big deal, Moira had always been pampered and had grown up a spoiled child. She had never suffered this kind of hardship before. Her body could not bear it either. She only felt that her legs were on the verge of losing its strength and becoming numb. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the wind and rain swayed. Flowers in the garden were beaten into a mess by the rain, as so was Moira. Moira's body had reached its limit, and she could not catch h
"Plop—" Moira's kneecaps hit the ground, the sound of it ringing crisp. Grace was dumbfounded. She looked at Moira, who was kneeling in front of her, and could not say anything for a while. As for Zaden, there was not even the slightest expression on his face. "What, what are you doing?" Grace asked. She instinctively stood up from her chair as she took in the scene before her, at a complete loss of what to do. Moira glanced at her. Sometimes, when one's ego was at one's feet, one becomes more able to take humiliation than usual. She replied with indifference, "Why are you so agitated? I'm not kneeling at you. Don't think too much of yourself." Moira looked at Zaden and said, "Zaden, I beg you, please have mercy on the Coulson family. No matter what you demand, as long as I can do it, you can demand it!" Zaden frowned and said, "Kneel further if you want to. You're an eyesore right now." Mercy? For someone like Zaden, mercy had always bee
"No, Mother, if Zaden takes over the Coulson Group, then we..." Moira could not continue speaking. She did not even want to imagine what would happen. "You understand now? I thought a donkey kicked you in the brain!" "That... That won't do. I'll go beg him right now!" Moira shouted. Now that things had come to this, it was obvious that Zaden's target was Moira. Although she was extremely unwilling, she would have to make a stand against him now. No matter what she would have to experience, she had to protect the company. She could not lose everything. She rushed to the Andrew family villa, but Moira was not even allowed through the main entrance. "Let me in!" Moira began making a scene outside. She made such a ruckus that it was difficult for the people inside to ignore her. "Mr. Andrew, Miss Coulson is causing a scene outside, this..." the butler informed Zaden "Let her be," Zaden said expressionlessly. This was not the first
Grace frowned before cutting Moira off. "Moira, there's no use in talking to me like that. I just want to know who it is. Tell me the truth!" "Do you think I'll tell you just because you want to know?" Moira scoffed before retorting, "Who do you think you are?" "Does this mean that you admit you used Mr. Yale's name to deceive me?" Grace quickly latched onto the loophole in Moira's words. "Hah, I didn't say that. You're just making things up." Moira was still as stubborn as a mule. She once again diverted the topic so that she could insult and ridicule Grace. All sorts of vulgarities came through the call, and each minute that passed only pushed a person's limits even further. Grace felt nothing at Moira's words. However, Zaden, who was next to her, did not want to hear any more of it. He was on his last straw, so he grabbed the phone to end the call. "Are you stupid? Just letting her scold you like that?" Zaden asked, his tone sour. "As long a
"Mr. Yale and his wife are quite old, so having children has been difficult for them. In the beginning, they contacted many surrogacy agencies. However, Mr. Yale was extremely cautious when it came to picking a surrogate mother. This caused a lot of trouble to the agencies since the surrogate mothers they suggested never met his standards." "Later, Mr. Yale thought about going abroad to find a surrogate mother. However, right at the critical moment, he suddenly found out that Mrs. Yale was already pregnant!" "The pleasant surprise caused them to give up their search for a surrogate mother. After all, Mrs. Yale wasn't getting any younger and they both went through a lot to get this son, so that's why the Yale family treats him so preciously." As Zaden listened to the report from his subordinate on the other end of the call, his mood grew complicated. The only way he could clear his mind was to focus on the fact that the night wind had blown his body cold. To be h
Mr. Yale's word of thanks was like a knife stabbing into Grace's heart. How could she be worthy of his gratitude? She could not take it anymore and felt like returning to the car to escape the situation. Mr. Yale withdrew his hand in embarrassment. Even he, who was usually slick and smooth, could not find the right words to say at this time. Zaden tried to smooth things over by saying, "I'm sorry, she was one of the victims too, so..." "I understand," Mr. Yale said with a nod. "We understand and more than anything else, we thank you, Mr. Andrew. You've worked hard today. We won't take up any more of your time. You should go back early and rest. We will definitely drop by next time to properly thank you." Zaden nodded and turned to get in the car. Dulcie was all worn out from crying too long, so she was curled up in her seat and fast asleep. Zaden asked softly, "What on earth happened before I arrived?" Grace suddenly turned teary-eyed. The tear