In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 77 I Can Just Fight Back

Grace giggled with a hand on her mouth and glanced at Caleb. “Nothing. We weren’t talking about you at all.”

“You’d better not be trash–talking me,” Lydia warned.

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Caleb, who was usually a chatterbox, suddenly stopped talking. “I’m going out for some fresh air,” he said, putting on a distant attitude in front of Lydia.

When he walked outside, his smile gave way to a cold glare the moment he saw Benjamin standing there. Blocking the doorway, he said loudly, “You’re not welcome here.”

Benjamin gestured for Larry to hand Caleb a fruit basket. “Please give this to her.”

“Get out of here with that!” Caleb waved his hands dismissively. “Our Gracie doesn’t need shit like this from you.”

“Is she awake?” Benjamin didn’t really take Caleb seriously. A handsome guy with no substance like him wasn’t Grace’s type at all. But with Xander … Benjamin smelled a threat.

“She’s awake, and she’s fine. Now leave.” Lydia spoke up from behind Caleb and moved to block the doorway with him, forming a perfect blockade.

“Please take care of her, then,” Benjamin said, then left.

This angered Caleb so much that he yelled at his retreating figure, “We’re taking care of Gracie voluntarily, okay? You didn’t need to ask! Jerk!”

whispered, “Pipe down. Grace

answering, “You’re

suddenly turned around

Grace and handed her a briefcase. “Xander asked me to give you this,”

she saw photos of Yvonne paying someone with money. She gripped them

and playing the victim, but I didn’t expect her

Hestia’s hand instead and said, “Don’t worry, Aunt Hestia. I’ll be fully recovered in a few

flashed in Grace’s eyes. “If she messes with me, I’ll just mess

later, when Grace left Pamore Airport’s international arrivals terminal, she bumped right into

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on her belly and leaned against Benjamin, smiling coldly. “You just had a brush with death, Ms. Lewis.

a shame that she had missed such a perfect opportunity to kill this woman. Yvonne

Yvonne’s smile freeze. Had she already discovered

she hadn’t left any traces. Even the driver had gone into hiding

on cue, a group of reporters swarmed them and almost poked

that article about you

“Is it true?”

you return because the police asked you to?

hours on a flight. She looked up at Benjamin, only to find him staring at

an icy look, he asked,

then yelled, ” Which news outlet are you

distance, a police car stopped, and two policemen emerged.