"Indeed. He is a man. He used to be the president of Morgan Group. But now he's carrying a baby and hanging around all day. It’s a shame!"
"Exactly! A man stays at home and looks after the baby like a nanny. He's such a loser."
The thin heels of Grace's high heels made a crisp clatter on the floor. She walked into the ladies' room with no qualms, a sneer on her red lips. "You guys are having a good chat here!"
The two women who were doing their makeup froze immediately. They hastily turned around and lowered their heads, trepidation on their faces.
"Won't you guys go on?" Grace smiled coldly, "Go on! I'm standing here listening."
The two women were silent, their heads hanging down as if they were about to bury their faces under the floor.
"I remember I said before that I hate people gossiping about others behind their backs. Have you forgotten?"
Grace stared at them and asked harshly, " He's a coward? Well, he has transferred all his assets to me. He doesn’t keep a penny for himself. Who of your husbands could do that? That's it for today. I won't deal with you this time. If such a thing happens again, pack your things and get out! Go back to your work!"
Immediately, the two women were like they had been given a pardon and quickly walked out of the ladies' room. They were still nervous in their heart.
Grace walked out of the ladies' room. She couldn't stand anyone talking about Charlie behind her back. They had no right to judge Charlie!
Charlie had already given Eaton some milk. Seeing Grace come in, Charlie got down on one leg, and Grace looked at him.
"Baby, will you marry me? " He gazed at her affectionately, held a diamond ring in his hand, and waited for her answer.
Grace was accustomed to such scenes. He proposed every three days as if it was a routine of his life. He didn't fall behind once.
"From today on, I will propose every day until you say yes. And I’ll prepare a new ring each time..."
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