Grace was ecstatic. He must be saying that he wanted to raise her salary. Although her prank on him had not gone smoothly, it was still nice to get a pay raise. She was about to express her thanks to Zaden when she heard him continue. "The coffee we have is imported beans of the highest quality, how about..." Zaden stared at the cup of coffee at his hand, smiled, and said meaningfully, "I give it to you as a reward? Drink it. Not a drop should be wasted." Grace was speechless. Grace was completely dumbfounded as she was dreaming of a pay raise just a while ago. However, her dream was shattered in the next second, and she had to drink the coffee that she had tampered with. Of course, she could choose not to drink it. But if she did not drink it, the fact that she had tampered with it would be exposed. Because of her actions, she was now left with no choice. She glared at Zaden as if he owed her a million dollars. "What's wrong?" Zaden asked. "Do
The children peeked their little heads in from behind the door, and were dumbfounded to see the three adults stuck in a stalemate. "Douglas, what are they doing?" Dulcie stood by the door timidly. Feeling helpless, she asked her brother for help. "I don't know either," Douglas replied. The siblings stood at the door. They did not know whether to go forward or retreat. When Moira saw the two children, she felt that this was a good opportunity for her. Right now, she was only superior to Grace in terms of their identity. After all, she was the twin's biological mother. Hence, the appearance of Douglas and Dulcie was like a godsend for her. "Douglas, Dulcie, come to Mom." Moira squatted down and opened her arms to the two children. At a time like this, Moira urgently needed someone to stand on her side. Douglas and Dulcie were the best for this. However, Dulcie was frightened by the ferocious look on Moira's face. She knew that Moira
The purpose of saying those words was to make Zaden feel that Grace was sullied. Moira was not kind enough to let Grace have the heartwarming family reunion she hoped for. What was more, even if she felt generous that day, she wouldn't do so either. "I know!" Grace was a little worked up, and she was too anxious to say anything clearly. "I know it's against the rules, but I don't mean anything else by it. I just want to see my child!" "I don't mean to..." Before Grace could say that she wanted to reveal her identity to her child, she stopped herself. She knew it was asking for too much to do so. "I am not that naive," she added. "But this is not something I can decide," Moira said innocently. Grace had finally found out some information on her child, so she would not stop here. She was about to continue persuading Moira to find a way to let her meet her child. At this moment, Zaden, whom Grace had ignored up until then, finally flared up. He gr
Moira, who was now completely awake, watched as the servants started moving her things. She shouted, "Put it down! Don't move a thing! Do you know how expensive my things are? Can you afford it if you ruin them?" However, Moira's warning was useless. "Hey! I asked you to put them down! Are you deaf?" Moira asked. "Miss Coulson, aren't you the deaf one?" Jayce said with a smile, "Didn't you hear what I said just now?" Moira had always hated Jayce. She always felt that he had plotted against her in front of Zaden. Naturally, she would not be polite at that point in time. "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me with such an attitude?" Moira sneered. With that, Jayce laughed. He was not in a panic at all as he said, "Of course, I'm not qualified to say anything. However, this has nothing to do with me. It's Mr. Andrew's order. Miss Coulson, if you have any dissatisfactions, you'd better ask Mr. Andrew in person. There's no need to go against
Meeting with a flat refusal, Grace didn't want to say anything else. Jayce continued, "Grace, I'm warning you, don't hold on to any impractical ideas." Jayce's warning was like a basin of cold water splashing on her, which finally sobered Grace up. Her doubts over the past few days, as well as all sorts of tangled thoughts, were inseparable from the fact that Zaden had repeatedly emphasized that he liked Grace. Even if Grace had been very resistant to him before, Zaden had always been a strong-willed person. When did it start to change? Indeed, it was from that night on. Grace instantly understood the changes that had taken place in the past few days. Since Zaden had already found out about the matter of her giving birth to a child, he should've been disillusioned now. Although she felt a little sorry for herself, she didn't blame Zaden. After all, others would also react in the same way he did. Furthermore, the other party was Zaden, who
Emilia Yale, Nelson's wife, was sitting beside Deron. She was touching his head with pride in her eyes. Upon seeing this, a huge weight fell off Grace's shoulders. Grace believed in what she saw. The love in Emilia's eyes and the care Nelson had for his son showed that Deron had grown up in love. Deron must be happy with such a loving family. Since they were taking care of Deron so well, Grace had no regrets. Even though Deron was her flesh and blood, she was not the one he called Mom. His smile towards her was merely out of politeness. Although she was happy to see him, she was feeling slightly sad. "You're welcome," Grace said. She did not want to lose her composure, so she tried her best to control her emotions. She looked at Emilia apologetically and asked, "He is such an adorable child. Do you mind if I hug him?" Emilia must've been proud of her son's popularity. Emilia said with a smile, "It's his honor." Grace looked at her son. Wi
The Yale Villa was not close to the Andrew family estate. Given the trip and the time spent socializing at the banquet, they returned late at night. The children and the servants were all asleep. Thus, the whole building was exceptionally quiet. Only the sound of insects chirping could be heard. Grace followed behind Zaden as they walked into the house. The servants lived downstairs, including Grace. Zaden and his two children's rooms were upstairs with a few other guest rooms. When she reached the staircase, Grace paused for a moment. She planned to return to the room once Zaden climbed up the stairs. However, she didn't expect for Zaden to stop as well. "Mr. Andrew, is there anything else?" Grace asked in confusion. Zaden glanced at the servant's quarters and suddenly asked in a very flippant way, "Is it comfortable to sleep in the servant's rooms?" "What?" Grace was stunned. Why was he asking this? No matter how uncomfortable it
Although Grace didn't want to get into a relationship with Zaden, she was quite satisfied with her current job. Just because she worked under him, it did not entitle him to her personal affairs or time. For adults, they would not need to hear the word 'no' to know that it was a rejection. Grace's reply, in reality, had already expressed her refusal. With his intelligence, it was impossible for Zaden not to catch on to her signal. Unless he didn't want to accept it. Zaden looked at Grace in disbelief as Grace maintained the same expression when faced with his confession of love. He would never have imagined that Grace would reject him after he proposed for them to date. After all, in Zaden's opinion, Grace also liked him. "Grace, are you playing hard to get with me?" Zaden frowned and asked in an incomparably serious tone. Grace was so angry that she couldn't help but laugh. It was precisely because she sensed the seriousness in Zaden's qu