True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 82

Being stared at fiercely by Heinz Jones, and listening to his icy cold voice, Grace Smith blinked her eyes and put on a wronged face. "Which man?" She asked.

She wanted to come out to say hello and ask about the interview when he showed up outside the restaurant. But he turned around and left in a huff! And now, he had come back, grabbed her and put her in the car rudely, with a look of blame in his eyes.

Why?

She thought that she was finally going to interview him. However, she couldn't be tough when he was right in front of her, she could only bow to his demands.

He seemed irritated, but Grace Smith didn't understand why he was so angry.

She had never been so angry like he was, even though she had been taken advantage of, kissed and touched by him several times! And yet, it was he who was so furious.

"The man who you had a meal with," Heinz Jones said in a deep voice.

"Oh, that guy?" Grace Smith asked, enlightened yet confused. "What's wrong? Why are you asking this?" She added.

"Who is he?" Heinz Jones roared. "Does he want to date you?"

"Date me?" Grace Smith asked, she was stunned and widened her eyes. She immediately shook her head and told him plainly, "Mr. Jones, don't talk nonsense. He is my colleague, and I'm the one who asked him out. How could you speculate that he wants to date me? How can it be possible? I'm not a popular pageant queen."

"You asked him out?" Heinz Jones asked, he exploded in anger when he heard her say these words. The atmosphere became even colder than before.

"Yes," Grace Smith nodded frankly. "I'm the one who asked him out. What's wrong?" She asked.

"Who gave you the permission to ask him out?" Heinz Jones asked, gritting his teeth.

"It's my own choice!" Grace said, she was completely confused and asked again, "What's wrong with having a meal with someone?"

"Okay," Heinz shouted coldly. "Grace Smith, you're really something!"

Grace shrugged. "I just had dinner with my colleague and thanked him for his help. What's wrong with it?" She asked again.

"What the hell? He looks like he's going to denounce me, as if he were a husband catching his wife cheating on him," she thought.

Were they really an item?

"Believe it or not, the man will be taken away tomorrow and sold in Thailand as a lady-boy. He will be given an estrogen injection!" Heinz Jones said in a low voice.

Grace took a deep breath and asked, "Um, does the injection help with breast augmentation?"

Heinz Jones was stunned speechless at her witty response. He said, "You don't need it."

Grace Smith's face turned red instantly. She looked away when she saw him looking at her. "Mr. Jones, don't behave this way. It's just a meal with my colleague. Stop acting like we are an item! We are really not that close." She complained.

"Yes we are!" Heinz Jones said in a deep voice. "Listen up, you're mine, you understand?"

Ugh!

He was really overbearing.

Grace Smith retorted indignantly, "Mr. Jones, you are really funny. Do you think you're a comedian?"

"Shut up," Heinz Jones frowned and teased, "You're the comedian."

"Ha- ha," Grace Smith held back her laughter and said, "Well, you said that I'm yours. Yet, you didn't want to get interviewed by me for my career! And, you didn't even want to sponsor the advertising fee! Well, maybe those were not normal deeds for you to do for a common person. But now you're telling me that I'm yours! Mr. Jones, how can you get a woman without spending any money? I've met stingy people around, but never one as stingy as you are!"

Heinz Jones frowned. This woman's words were too sharp.

"I finally understand why you became the richest man in Northern City," Grace Smith said. A sudden epiphany came to her, and so she sighed. "It turns out that you are such a stingy person. No wonder you don't have a wife even at your age, it's because you are too stingy." She said viciously.

"Are you done?" Heinz asked, his face darkening as he listened to her words. "You won't have to interview me now and for the rest of your life if you speak again," He threatened.