Zaden did not believe that Grace would be afraid of Moira. "But I'm indeed not righteous," Grace explained. "It's true that I've wronged Moira. That's why I've endured her scolding." Grace's explanation wasn't made clear to Zaden. On the contrary, it made Zaden even more confused. "How did you wrong her?" asked Zaden. Grace shot a glance at him. Of course, it was because of Zaden that made her feel so sorry! "I took you away from her," Grace said in a low voice. Upon hearing this, things clicked in Zaden's mind. It was only at this moment that Zaden finally reacted. It turned out that he had never explained his relationship with Moira. Of course, because he had never been nice to Moira, he naturally thought that Grace knew everything. But he didn't expect that it would cause such a misunderstanding. Just the thought that Grace had once thought that he had a good time with that kind of woman made him feel disgusted. "What do yo
Fortunately, the lights in the room were not too bright. Grace thought to herself that he probably didn't see her blush. Hence, she urged him again, "Turn off the lights, okay? Let's go to sleep." The next day, Grace woke up early in the morning and prepared the day's routine in advance. Only then did she go to the two children and Zaden to wake them up. Unsurprisingly, Grace was dragged down and kissed again. It was only then that Zaden woke up. "Hurry up, let's go downstairs to have breakfast," Grace said in disgust. Douglas and Dulcie were obviously much more excited than usual. Dulcie was carrying a pink bag on her back, and she was standing next to them, clamoring to carry her lunch herself. "Mom, I want to carry this on my own!" she said. The lunchbox was made of glass. Grace felt that it was a little too heavy for a child. Furthermore, if she ran and jumped, it would be very easy for her to fall, and it would cause danger. "It's very hea
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Moira made a call to Grace. Unexpectedly, the phone only rang once before it was hung up. "B*tch, how dare you hang up on me!" Moira scolded. People like her never knew when to stop when it was enough. In particular, she thought that Grace was just an ant, thus she became more arrogant when she did things. Moira tried calling her a few more times in a row. As expected, she hung up with a loud sound. If Grace really didn't want to answer, how could she be so lucky every time? Hanging up right during the first ring, as if she was deliberately counting the time on the other end of the line. All of a sudden, an idea flashed across Moira's mind. Did Grace block her number? As soon as this idea came up, Moira was so angry that she paced back and forth in the room. She swore, "Who the hell are you? How dare you block me? Grace, who do you think you are!" "Heh, do you think I won't be able to
Since Zaden had confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the woman in the photo, it was basically a subtle way of admitting the identity of the woman in the photo, thus Moira was furious. It could be understood that the woman in the photo was the target, not the kindergarten. The principal was silent for a few seconds, quickly turned the stakes in his head, and then he made a decision at once. "In this case, inform the teacher in charge of publicity to not worry about it, and the photos need not be removed." "Yes," said the teacher. "I'll go and inform them right away." "There is one more thing..." The principal was sophisticated and thoughtful, and said, "The teachers in your class have to pay more attention to the people who pick up the children and send them here. You can only hand them over to the people under Zaden's jurisdiction." The teacher was flustered for a moment, but then he immediately reacted and said, "Yes, I understand." As for Mo
No matter how Jovana screamed, the person in her arms did not react at all. If she had not checked her breathing, she would probably have thought that she had directly fallen to her death! At this moment, the servants were no longer able to subdue Grace. She had gained her freedom for a short period of time, but she was still standing rooted to the spot. Moira had fallen down the stairs during the chaos earlier, and no one had been able to react in time. "What, what happened to her..." Grace muttered. Her voice was so soft that no one could hear it. Jovana shouted hysterically for a long time, but Moira was still in a coma. She was so sad that she turned back and glared at Grace. Suddenly, she made a fuss. "Grace, it's you! You are the murderer! You pushed my daughter down! You are a heartless murderer!" The servants had long been scared out of their wits. How could they afford to be the person who injured Moira? At this time, they were already at wit's en
After Jovana finished speaking on the phone, she returned to the ward happily. When she saw that Grace had obediently stayed there, she felt even more pleased. Especially when she thought about how Zaden would arrive later, and how Grace would fall from heaven to hell in an instant, she felt extremely pleased. "Grace, your good days have come to an end. Let's just wait and see. Let's see how much longer you can be proud of yourself," Jovana raised her eyebrows and said provokingly. Grace didn't respond. She was confused. Just what exactly happened during the phone call? What did Zaden say to make Jovana so confident and proud? At this time, a nurse came into the ward to check on Moira's condition. As soon as she walked in, she felt that the atmosphere in the ward was very strange. She felt it was completely different from other families who guarded the patients. However, this had nothing to do with her. After the inspection, the nurse turned to Jovana and
"I do have proof," Grace said. Moira glared fiercely at Grace. Did this b*tch really get some evidence? For some reason, she panicked. No, that was impossible. Everything she had done was flawless. Grace could not have any evidence! "Moira, you guys don't have to act anymore. What happened to my brother must've been your doing." "Generally, kidnappers should do a thorough investigation in advance. How can they ask me to give them ten million? We are not rich, thus we can't give them that money at all!" "Unless, this kidnapper knows the relationship between Zaden and I, and they hope that I can ask him for money. Tell me... who knows about the relationship between Zaden and I?" It was so quiet that even the sound of a thumbtack falling to the ground could be heard. Grace and Zaden hadn't been together for a long time, and they hadn't officially announced their relationship. Generally speaking, only a few people knew about it. It was true that Moira wa
"You... How could you have news about Gentry? You're not lying to me, are you?" Grace was worried. She was afraid that Zaden would deliberately put things lightly in order to make her feel at ease. But in fact, Zaden had not even seen Gentry before. Why would he have news about her younger brother? Just as Zaden was about to explain to Grace, his phone suddenly rang. Looking at the caller ID, Zaden said to Grace, "I'll explain it to you later." After that, he picked up the phone. Seeing that Zaden seemed to have everything under control, Grace suddenly felt that Zaden knew something that she didn't. It was possible that he really had news about her younger brother! "Mr. Andrew, according to the news you just gave us, we have located Gentry," the man on the other side of the line told him the first piece of good news. "Where is he?" Zaden asked. "An abandoned warehouse," the man answered. "Save him first, and then find out the detail
"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