Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 79 Mr. Cayne, I Need Five Million

When Grace appeared in front of Gloria again and handed her the cheque, Gloria simply glanced at her and then took the cheque, "You should know that Cayne's intention is not pure."

"I know it."

What?

Gloria frowned, "You know it, but why did you take the cheque?"

Grace didn't reply.

Gloria didn't go deep into this topic. She was so clear that Grace urgently need a large sum of money. No one was clearer of this than her.

"There're just few days left." Gloria reminded her.

"I... Anyway, I have to try."

"To try what? Grace, give up, please."

"NO."

"You hate President Shaw so much?" Gloria wanted to tell Grace that President Shaw was not that bad to her. When Grace was sick, it was President Shaw who carried her to the hospital. When Grace insisted on going to work regardless of her illness and fainted in the end, it was President Shaw who called his personal doctor. And he even primed her not to tell Grace about this.

Gloria had no idea about what had happened between Grace and Caden. But after witnessing what Caden had done for Grace, she thought maybe Grace doesn't need to be so afraid of Caden. Grace didn't know how to explain it to Gloria... The gap between her and Caden was more complicated than 'love and hatred'.

"Tell me, what are you going to do? How will you try it? Only a week is left. I've calculated the banknotes you have saved, and the total is less than one million. Tell me, how can you earn the rest four million within seven days?

Gloria rubbed her eyebrows helplessly. Could she directly tell Grace: Stop daydreaming. President Shaw had ordered me not to arrange work for you. Just think over it, you hadn't had any tasks recently. Wasn't it clear enough?

"I... I must try it. I still have seven days."

"Who are you going to find? Cayne? Come on, he just comes to you for a night snack occasionally and gives you a cheque worthy of one hundred thousand. Is it enough? Even if he will come to you every day, you can only earn seven hundred thousand at most."

she could do was only to keep what Grace had done to earn money a

a miracle; otherwise, Grace wouldn't be able

also hoped that there

Cayne

me, President Shaw is the most

first. If I'm lucky enough, I would have

sympathy crept on her eyes when she looked at the back of the woman who was walking in a queer way... Little fool, you shouldn't blame your back

the lounge of the P.R. Department, in disappointment, Grace was preparing to get off work... Just as she had

was not stupid. If she had no work for one day, or two days, three days, or even four days, she could blame her bad luck for

she vaguely had an idea

the Royal Club and came back to her

reconstructed again - A handsome mixed-race man was standing at the door of her

took out her

in her husky voice, "I'll go prepare night snack

bustling around in the kitchen, and curled his lips into a smile. Obviously, he was in a good mood

chopsticks and put a cheque with an amount of one hundred

night snack is much more expensive than the dish in the

"What are you asking?"

of money, just for a bowl of noodles? I'm very clear that the noodles I made were not worthy of 100 thousand... Mr. Cayne... Don't tel me that you think it is worthy. I just want to know, in your opinion, what worthy

hadn't expected that she had seen through so many things and was no way

real eyesore. Plus, I'm a man who enjoys challenged." Cayne said it directly, "Miss James, what about allowing me to cure the injury on your

his slender fingers towards Grace's forehead. But Grace

now. You should come back,

a word, he walked towards the door. Grace had always been vigilant. Although she sent Cayne

could finish the word, she was pulled by the man. Her hunch told her that something bad would happen next, so she reached out her hand towards her forehead... But it

was annoyed. She had been so cautious and had kept a distance from

interesting?" She

don't treat your injury,

time he had said