True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 776

"Jensen, you can take your leave first. I need to have a word with Heinz. Heinz, you stay," Candace interrupted them just as they were about to leave.

"I have nothing to say to you. Madam Lowe, since we clearly do not get along, let's not put ourselves in a position where we have to compromise with each other," Heinz rejected her instructions.

It was best for them both to not get in the middle of each other's affairs.

Now that Heinz had met Candace, the mother whom Grace was so disappointed in, he pretty much understood her character.

Even if she had difficulties, she should not have abandoned her own children and left for an easy life.

Jensen stood up. The respect he initially extended to Candace had disappeared altogether from his gaze. All that was left now was an obviously indifferent feeling towards her.

He headed for the door.

Heinz too hurried his pace and was about to leave.

"Hold on, Heinz. I really have something to speak to you alone," Candace interjected anxiously.

"You need to talk to me alone? Madam Lowe, is it really something that cannot be discussed in front of others? I for one, have nothing to hide anymore. For the sole reason that you are Grace's mother, I will give you another chance. Whatever it is that you have to say, you can say it to me right here, right now," replied Heinz with a smile.

Candace frowned, then glanced at Zachary and motioned for him to leave first.

Since Heinz didn't want to talk to her alone, she had to coerce the others to leave by themselves.

However, Zachary didn't leave. He, too, was very disappointed with Candace's request.

"Aunt Candace, there is a limit to how you do things. The same goes for how one carries themselves. Please don't take everything for granted and keep pushing people's buttons," he said. He was clearly quite ticked off by her behavior.

"Zachary, as I said, you may take your leave," Candace interrupted him unfeelingly, "There is no need for you to talk so much. I have something to talk to Heinz alone now."

"Madam Lowe, as I just said, I have nothing to say to you alone," Heinz repeated himself in a low voice.

"Since you don't get the hint, let me make myself clear. You'd better know your limits and we'll be on good terms."

"Otherwise, if you hurt Grace's feelings again, I won't let the person who hurts her get off the hook so easily."

Heinz stood in the living hall as his tall frame towered over the rest of them, almost as if asserting his presence as the only one left in the world. There was a strong sense of determination to protect Grace at all costs in his callous gaze.

Candace dared not look into Heinz's eyes at that moment.

His gaze was so intent and serious that it was almost frightening to her.

"Five minutes is all I'm asking for. Let's please talk," Candace insisted once again.

"I have nothing to say to you," Heinz refused once and for all, then headed out of the Smith family's Villa, not giving Candace the chance to speak with him alone.

Zachary and Jensen trailed right after him.

The three of them stood at the gate outside the yard.

Heinz took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it out to each of them. The three of them lit the cigarettes and started smoking.

Candace caught up with them from inside the villa. She stood on the steps of the villa and looked at the three of them who were smoking at the gates outside.

Zachary could not do anything but apologize to them, "I'm sorry. I don't know what's going on with her today. I feel very embarrassed that she looked for you inexplicably and wants to interfere with your freedom of love."

"It's none of your business." Heinz shook his head, "If she wants to look for us, she's bound to find us anyway."

After flicking the ashes from his cigarette, Heinz looked around and happened to see Candace, who was standing on the steps in the courtyard.

He whispered, "Her real purpose of looking for us cannot possibly be just to break us up."

"What else could it be? If it isn't to tear our relationships apart, what else could it be?" Jensen asked with a frown.