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
"At least they weren't wasteful. Isn't this just using everything to the fullest?" Zaden said in a mocking manner. Although he had a smile on his face, he seemed cold and dangerous, making one feel scared. His subordinate lowered his head and waited for Zaden's next order, but he just waved his hand and said, "All right, you go back first. I'll inform you later if there's anything." "Yes, Mr. Andrew." The subordinate left quickly. The existence of this warehouse was enough to prove that the Coulson family indeed had a part in the kidnapping of Gentry. No matter how they argued, it was impossible to change that fact. "In other words, the person who kidnapped my brother is indeed Moira," Grace said slowly after listening to Zaden's words. It was what she had guessed before, but after making sure, it made Grace feel very disappointed. She had always felt that Moira hated her because of Zaden. However, she had never imagined that Moira's hatred wou
Fifty thousand dollars. This was the first time Grace had received so much money. The five hundred thousand before didn't count. It had passed through her hands once, after all, and she didn't even have time to understand what it was like. However, was giving her money the end of it? Rather than financial compensation, Grace was more willing to see Moira be punished by the law. "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you're rich?" Grace's expression was calm, but her question caused her heart to beat faster for some reason. "Moira wasn't happy, and she kidnapped Gentry. If it wasn't for you, perhaps I wouldn't have found him. Gentry might've been hurt. But now, with fifty thousand, everything has come to an end. Are we supposed to act like never happened?" Grace felt that this world was different from what she had imagined. She smiled and continued, "Also, I got this money because of you, right?" Zaden found it hard to answer th
Grace was impressed. She was lecturing him, but this person was being playful and showing no regret for his actions at all. This won't do. "Look at me!" Grace forcefully shook Zaden's shoulders and made him look straight into her eyes. She said, "I'm talking to you nicely. This is really not good. At least, you can't bite my lips swollen anymore. It's too shameful. Even Douglas and Dulcie can see it. Fortunately, they still don't understand!" When it came to this point, Grace's intention to beat Zaden up came to mind again. "What's the big deal?" Zaden didn't take it seriously at all. He said, "It's more shameful to have no one to kiss, isn't it?" "..." Gu Jinxi was speechless. Had she been talking to a brick wall? "Are you listening to me carefully?" Gu Jinxi was furious. "Baby," Zaden quickly pecked Grace's face and immediately parted as he said with a smile, "I've always been listening to you seriously, haven't I? Right, shall we take a bath
This time, it was Grace's turn to be shocked. "Y-you should understand what I'm saying, right?" Grace asked cautiously. There was a thorn in her heart that she had not spoken frankly about before, but as an adult, she had the intellect and emotional intelligence, so it was impossible for Zaden to not understand her. "Nonsense,span " Zaden said with an expression that suggested that he thought she doubted his intelligence/span.span /span "Isn't that a problem worth struggling over?" Grace raised her head and stared unblinkingly at Zaden. She didn't want to miss out on the slightest change in his expression as she asked, "Don't you feel any discomfort in your heart?" Zaden sighed. He could only imagine how much pressure Grace had been under these past few days,span having all her wild imagination/span. Perhaps it was because he hadn't done well enough in that he hadn't given Grace enough sense of security. If it hadn't been for his interrogation that day,
"Dulcie looks like me?" Taken aback, Grace stared at Dulcie. She frowned and said, "No... I think she just looks cute like all kids do. Why do you say that?" "Just like all kids? Look at her eyes and mouth. She really resembles you. Look carefully!" Gentry insisted. Grace fixed her gaze on Dulcie. However, she could not see the resemblance. Dulcie didn't really know either, but she was overjoyed at what her uncle said. "Really, really?" Dulcie asked Gentry, "Do I really look like my mom?" "That's right." "Wow, I'm really happy then! My mom is beautiful, so when I grow up I'll be as beautiful as her! Yay!" Dulcie felt a sense of accomplishment at the confirmation of her eventual beauty. Douglas, who was wise beyond his years, also stared at his sister and mother. Then, he nodded and said, "Yes, I agree." Grace had nothing to say to that. She spread out her arms and shrugged her shoulders, as if to say, "Okay, one against three.
"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