In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 8 I Have Something With Him

Grace was somewhat hesitant. She had already submitted her resignation, and she no longer had any obligations to handle matters like this.

Moreover, although Yvonne’s words sounded like a request, her tone made it seem like an order.

Grace didn’t like it.

Then again, Benjamin did have her identification card, and this would be the last time she would be dealing with such trivial tasks.

She could also use the chance and ask him for her identification card when she sent the coffee over later.

She took a deep breath and said, “Okay.”

“Thanks.” Then, Yvonne walked away.

After getting pregnant, Yvonne’s demeanor had a touch of motherliness. Nevertheless, her confidence as the affluent daughter of a prominent family still contrasted with Grace’s.

Back then, thanks to Grace’s distinguished family, Yvonne had been nowhere on par with her. However, as the years had passed, Grace seemed to have ended up losing her poise and elegance.

Grace stood there in a daze for a while before she collected her thoughts. Then, she went to the pantry to brew the Americano with three-quarter black sugar and one-quarter milk.

how

Grace walked back, she saw that the meeting had ended and everyone

that Benjamin wasn’t around, she assumed that he must have

her hand, she knocked on

in.” It was Yvonne’s coquettish

to pluck up her courage and finally push the door

she saw Yvonne wrapping her

herself, her heart still stung like hell

that Grace had seen her intimacy with Benjamin. “You can leave after

came to her senses and slowly raised her head.

it seemed like he could devour her right then and

her presence, yet he

Lewis?” Yvonne looked over when she didn’t receive any response

and nodded. After putting the coffee down,

taking two steps forward, she suddenly

behind her, she couldn’t help but imagine Benjamin getting

use every

Yvonne was a little displeased that Grace

She finally mustered up the courage

mine. I hope he can return it

the atmosphere in the spacious president’s

desk was piled high with stacks of documents, they weren’t enough to conceal what the two people were doing on the genuine

collar was unbuttoned, and a hickey could