Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1615: A.M.A.Z.I.N.G

Meanwhile...

Grace stared blankly out of her office window, seated on the long sofa. Her cheeks untouched by makeup-were growing redder by the second.

This morning, she had doubted the events of the previous night and how things had escalated. But now, there was no doubt. Everything felt vivid; how she became Haines' breakfast etched into her memory.

How she wished she could just snuggle with him all day. But even if she wanted to, Haines had encouraged her to save a life. Or, more accurately, save an inmate.

"If we were still in our early twenties... I'm sure we'd still be at it," she mumbled to herself, torn between regret and duty.

At this point, she wasn't sure if she should be angry at Cassandra-or at herself— for taking on this case.

"Oh, well." Grace shrugged just as a knock came at the door.

Turning her head, she saw her secretary standing there, with two figures behind her.

"Come in," Grace sighed, prompting Kiara and Hugo to enter.

As the two stepped in, they instantly noticed Grace's somber mood. They exchanged puzzled glances, and Hugo gave a small shrug. Without saying a word, they took a seat across from her.

Kiara nervously clasped her hands together.

Is something wrong with the case? Is that why she seems down?

No one could blame her for thinking that. If only Kiara knew that Grace's dilemma was something else entirely.

But unlike Kiara, Hugo wasn't one to keep his thoughts to himself.

"Grace, what's wrong?" he asked. "Is there a problem with the case?"

high collar as it suddenly felt

like it's the end

her back with a sharp shake of her head. This wasn't the time for distractions-it was time

her throat, Grace looked at the two. "Anyway, I'm taking

Hugo's

I probably should've just told you over the phone," she muttered, brushing

froze, while

the prison," Grace said, tossing her keys

them mid-air, his eyes still fixed on her. "Grace, can you really do that?

me there." Kiara leapt to her feet, still reeling. "Miss- I mean, Attorney, are you sure?"

respond. They just stood frozen-wide-eyed,

sharply and shook her head. "I told

that, she strode to her desk to grab her

I just drive you?" he offered, while Kiara

go

lot on my mind

her briefcase and walked

remained motionless, staring at the open door she had

out today?" Kiara whispered, her gaze lowering. A hopeful smile curled on her lips, her eyes gleaming. When she looked up

her. "I

excitedly. "She really

only ones who thought Grace was amazing. Haines did too-though for very different

A few hours later...

to herself like always. The benches were already occupied by various groups, so she leaned against the wire fences

people around her.

distance was

one, she'd already fired her previous lawyer, and yet there had been no

But there was nothing.

negative thoughts crept in. "No, Cassandra. Don't think like that. Kiara's the last