Xander saw that she was being obstinate and pinched her nose.

Grace snatched the cigarette from his fingers. It was too strong, and she wasn't used to it. She coughed heavily.

Xander patted her on the back.

"Then when can we do it?" She persisted.

Xander was finding it hard to stand firm. He clapped a hand to his forehead.

"Wow, you're keen."

It was an unfulfilled desire, after all.

Grace swatted him away and hid herself in the blankets. She scrunched up her face.

"You'd better not regret it!"

Xander had never been in a better mood.

The next morning, the servant came to make a report. "There's someone outside who insists on seeing Ms. Lewis."

Grace looked up. "Who is it?"

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Grace frowned.

minutes later, the

just sat down when Quentin tumbled in and slid to his knees

Lewis, Ms. Lewis, you've

She frowned. "Quentin, what do

he knelt

and I understood what you were hinting at. I told the workers to

really doing

for many years, but Ryan forced

he threatened to expose me

so I had no

Grace said nothing.

I couldn't continue. I was about to get out

to leave, he would kill my son,

was in tears. "Now the police are onto Ryan, and they'll find out about me very soon. I don't want anything except to find my

means to help, which was why he had come to ask for help despite the risk. Grace understood. She

has already been caught. If your son hasn't

and he slumped to the

walked over to the landing on the staircase

materials for the Eastwood project were transported

of... the

enough to

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