Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 693 Carter looked up and a glint of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

"Yes, please come in," he said with a beaming smile. His eyes narrowed as he smiled, revealing thick lips and a set of yellow-stained teeth. Grace couldn't believe that such a sloppy man was involved in finance.

Suppressing her discomfort, she entered the private room and sat across from him. "Hello, Mr. Zen. I'm Grace."

Carter suddenly stood up, extending his hand to her. "Hello, nice to meet you, Miss Sherman."

Grace was taken aback but stood up out of courtesy and shook his hand. She had intended for a brief touch and retreat, but he seemed to anticipate it and grabbed her hand firmly.

Carter's behavior made Grace flinch in surprise. He held her hand tightly, and his other hand reached out. He pretended to be enthusiastic as he roughly brushed against her hand.

Grace maintained her smile and quietly pulled her hand away. "Thank you. It's also a pleasure to meet you."

She sat back down, quickly wiping the hand that had been touched under the tablecloth. However, she still felt uncomfortable, even sensing the smell of smoke on her hand.

Carter's assistant came over to them and poured Grace a glass of wine, filling it to the brim.

Carter said, "Miss Sherman, you're three minutes late. Shouldn't there be a penalty of having to take a drink?"

his eyes and smiled at her, his expression looked

sorry to have kept you

saying that, she raised her head and drank the wine

the project in the afternoon that she skipped lunch. Having also missed dinner, she forced herself to gulp down a large sip of

burn her stomach. She wrinkled her brow in

assistant to pour Grace another drink. "Miss Sherman, I hit it off with you at first sight. Come, let me toast you It's my blessing to know

en

Grace

bag, she took

I have

"Alright." Carter nodded.

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into the bathroom as the phone had already stopped

phone and sent a message to Brian. [I'm out networking now, you should

as a freshen-up before returning

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bed with her doll, looking at Brian and asking, "Is Mommy