Chapter 230 I’ll Be With You

Troy patted Grace on the shoulder, with a gloom flashing in his eyes.

He thought, “So what if Imogen likes Erik?

“She likes Erik’s positivity, handsomeness, and vigor, but once Erik is entangled with other women, all his advantages will be useless!”

Troy picked up his phone and sent a message to Yann.

Troy played with Grace all afternoon, and he received a reply from Yann in the evening.

Troy read the message, closed the phone, and said to Grace, “Grace, do you still want to sleep with Imogen at night?”

“Yes!” Grace nodded heavily.

She liked to sleep with Imogen very much.

“How do you think I send you there now?” Troy asked.

He thought, “In just one month, it will be difficult to let Grace agree to stay by only him.

“But the result will be different with the help of Grace.

“Especially if Grace sleeps with Imogen every day, the relationship between them will be deeper. After getting used to it, will Imogen still want to leave?”

“Okay,” answered Grace.

Troy packed a few more clothes for Grace and sent her to Imogen’s apartment.

Imogen happened to be at home.

Hearing the doorbell, she walked towards the door and asked, “Who is it?”

“Imogen, it’s me!”

After opening the door, Imogen saw a little girl standing at the door with a large schoolbag beside her.

Grace pointed to the big schoolbag next to her, “He said you didn’t want to see him, so he let me come up by myself. Imogen, I still want to sleep with you at night.”

It was self–evident who “he” referred to.

Imogen picked up the bag on the ground and said helplessly, “Please come in.”

“Yeah!”

Grace entered the room again.

When Charlie came back at night and saw Grace at their house again, a complicated mood appeared in her eyes.

Imogen didn’t dare to make eye contact with Charlie for fear of meeting Charlie’s contemptuous gaze.

Alas, Imogen couldn’t help it, for Grace was so cute,

Imogen keenly noticed that Charlie was a

she returned, but after browsing through the phone

I think you are a little

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you look unhappy!” Grace agreed.

smiled narrowly, “It’s nothing.”

expression doesn’t mean you are

Charlie was speechless.

brushed her hair irritably and thumped the table. “There will be a reunion for my

annoying about it?” asked Imogen.

and he will

to refuse to go

It will show that I feel guilty if I

eyes.

nothing to be worried about. I’ll be with.

you then.”

kissed Imogen. “Imogen, you are

this, Grace also kissed Imogen on the other

to the clubhouse, where he had made an

the door of a private room, and there was only Yann inside, pouring himself and drinking.

the voice. “Mr. Marshall, welcome here. Please sit

took a sip of the wine poured by Yann, and then went straight to the

about the thing I deal with. There are many suitable

also sympathized with Troy because he didn’t expect Imogen to really

a call.

girls came in from outside the private room,

all

young and

lined up like goods, waiting for Troy to choose.

was a man who looked like a bustard.

Yann but didn’t know Troy, or he didn’t dare

“Mr. Cooper, these documents contain their identity information. Please have a check.” Yann didn’t even look at it but directly handed it over to Troy. “You can

and flipped through them page by

private room was exceptionally quiet.

seemed to be stagnant.

read a name on it, “Ann. Who is

left paused for

narrowed his eyes and measured her sharply.

lightly, “I choose

the team said eagerly, “Sir,

thought, “Do they like having sex with one woman together?”

“No,” answered Troy.

leading the team did not forget to remind Ann, “Ann, offer a good service to the two gentlemen!”

women reluctantly walked out of the private room

people left in the

in front of the coffee table, bearing the gazes

tried her best to remain calm, not to show her timidity, with

Troy pointed to the

her back straight and her hands on her knees.

she was like this, trying hard to appear calm, but her certain actions had already exposed her real feelings completely.

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