Chapter 78 Don’t Touch That Place Again

In the midnight

Grace went back to the South Bay House alone and went downstairs to her dormitory. But when she got to the second floor, she found that the corridor light was not working.

Grace glanced at the light, and thought that only the light of this floor was broken, and then carefully groped her way upstairs. But when she arrived at the third floor, she found that the light of this floor was also broken.

She took out her phone and turned on the flashlight to illuminate the way to her dormitory.

When she finally reached her dormitory, she saw a person at the door and shivered slightly, "Mr. Cayne, why are you here?"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

." Oh please! What she was asking was that why he was here, not how long he had been waiting for her.

"Wh... What's the matter?" Grace, with the key at her hand, didn't intend to open the door in the face of Cayne. She had always been vigilant... Cayne noticed it and knew why she would be like this, and he fel a bit... excited.

Hmm... It must be good to win the favor of a defensive prey.

"I'm hungry."

What?"

"I said," Cayne rubbed his belly and continued, "I have eaten nothing this livelong day, so I'm hungry."

He was hungry... But why did he come to her?

Grace couldn't figure out the reason and was a bit confused, "Then you should go and have night snack."

"Yeah, you're right; so I came to you for night snack."

"You came... for night snack?" Grace emphasized the word 'came'.

Where did he come to?

To her dormitory?

of my dormitory, just because you wanted me to make dinner snack for you?" "Yeah,

nothing to do with her

have it for

numbers, "Take it. I want to eat the noodles with scallion oil

on the cheque... What was this man's purpose?

it out. But... Grace peeked at the cheque again and two little fairies began to quarrel in

Don't take the cheque and don't meet him any

of money after all.

"Miss James? Miss James?"

had drifted

eyes and her gaze happened to land on the cheque. After a long while, she reached out shivering and

crept on Cayne's brown eyes... As expected, money

the interesting point

bothered by this kind of question... As for him, this woman was really

when he left, what this woman called Grace would suffer... Oh,

come in and have a seat. I'll go and make night snack for you." Grace

of psychological torture for her to take the check... There was one hundred thousand

so rich that

for no reason... To earn the five million, she had to do everything others were unwilling to do, just to redeem her freedom. But some people could just be so prodigal, for

bowl of steaming noodles was served on

noodles

bowl of noodles is not

her head

spend ten hundred thousand on a bowl

if someone tell her

don't think so. I'm the customer, so

tone suggested what he meant: Your opinion was not important.

now. Mr. Cayne, let me

of interest flashed across Cayne's brown eyes. If she had asked him to stay here or clung to him, he would have lost his interest in her... Hmm... She appeared to be more amusing in this manner. Cayne stood up and walked towards the door. When he was about to leave, he quickly

at him, "Mr. Cayne! I remember that I've

was wrong with this

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