In the evening.
After work, Grace Smith called Alice Smith about arranging transport to pick Little Gary up as she had to deal with some issues regarding Lorenzo Chen and Lilian Ross.
After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to work with Lilian Ross on this.
In the end, Grace Smith understood that Lorenzo Chen didn't intend to let go of her. The conflict was inevitable.
Since she was prepared at all time, it was better for her to start the attack. Moreover, Lorenzo Chen was never a good person, so if she attacked him, he really couldn't blame her.
After finishing her work, Lilian Ross passed Grace a key before she left. "This is the key to my house. Please arrive at nine o'clock."
"Nine o'clock?" Grace Smith aligned her time with Lilian Ross's watch.
"Yes, nine o'clock." Lilian Ross confirmed. "I'll try to arrange it at the exact time. You can go in at that time."
Grace Smith nodded. "Okay, then it's settled."
Lilian Ross then left.
Grace Smith packed up her things and followed suit.
As soon as she exited the building, Grace saw a Bentley parked opposite the office. Then, the car door opened, and a shiny leather shoe stepped on the ground. A slender-figured man came down from the car.
It was Heinz Jones.
Amidst the setting sun, the tall and gorgeous man walked steadily towards Grace Smith after he closed the door of the car.
Grace Smith stood there while watching the man approach her briskly.
A breath- taking smile appeared on his face, revealing his dazzling teeth. It was a captivating sight to behold.
The light of the setting sun also hit the perfect jawline of the man's face, making him to look more charming.
"Let's have dinner together,” he said.
Grace Smith took a deep breath and looked at the back of his hand subconsciously. She had scratched and left a wound there yesterday, and they had parted unhappily after.
She said obnoxiously, "You want to have dinner together? Aren't you afraid that I'll scratch your other hand?"
After hearing this, Heinz raised his eyebrows and said, "Grace, you're a Leo, aren't you? You will either bite or scratch anyone."
"If so, do you still want to have dinner with me?" Grace Smith retorted faintly.
Heinz Jones paused and smiled. He grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her into his arms, saying, "I'm born with a desire to conquer.¹'
"Who are you going to conquer?" Grace Smith rolled her eyes.
"Of course it's you." Heinz Jones smiled playfully. He put his slender fingers on her shoulder, stroked it and said ambiguously, "A wink from a lady is seductive, but when you roll your eyes at me, it will unintentionally let me believe that you are seducing ~ ¹¹ me.
"Mr. Jones, can you remove your claws from my shoulder?" Grace Smith gritted her teeth and reminded him, "I'm just outside my office."
"What's the matter with your office?" Heinz Jones didn't care about it at all. He even reached out to stroke her hair and twisted it around his slender finger. "Everyone already assumes you are my woman. Why are you making a fuss?"
Grace Smith was speechless.
She looked at him as he leaned on her shoulder. His skin was as delicate as a woman's. His clean shaven look and devilish smile made him look absolutely irresistible.
"The problem is that I'm not your woman," Grace Smith emphasized. "It doesn't matter what others would think, but I know what's going on. Mr. Jones, I should know clearly what my position is, shouldn't I?"
"What are you saying?" His expression deepened, and there was a trace of annoyance in his eyes. "Just say it directly."
"I know I'm not up to your standards," Grace Smith said in a low voice. "You’re every woman's dream, here in Northern City."
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