Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 80 The Hunting Game Becomes Boring

Grace couldn't see any emotional change on Cayne's handsome face.

Cayne simply glanced at Grace... But he was announcing the end of this hunting game in his heart.

It was fine that Grace was a gold digger, for he could make use of this weakness to approach her step by step and then to win the heart of this prey.

In this hunting game, money was the bait and Grace was the prey.

The charming part of the hunting game was to enjoy the struggles of the prey and the process of the hunting.

But when this woman asked him for the money... Cayne thought that he would like to end this hunting game, for... it was too vulgar.

"It's late now, I have to come back." Cayne shook off his suit pant and said goodbye to Grace lightly.

Grace pressed her lips together and said, "I will send you off."

"No need." Cayne replied in a cold voice. Anyone, including Grace, would feel embarrassed under such a circumstance.

The change of his attitude was so obvious.

"Don't stand on ceremony."

Grace closed the door. It was the first time that she had prepared to send this woman to downstairs. He had visited her several times, but every time when he was to leave, she just sent him to the door of her dormitory. But today, she made an exception and decided to send him to the downstairs.

face, "I have five million, but I don't want to give it to you... Because at the moment you asked me the question, your noodles with scallion oil were not

to Cayne. In the simplest case, one of

noodles with scallion oil he ate just now

I extremely lacked of money, so I took it. You may ask why I took the money with the knowledge that it was not an equivalent exchange. But you may have forgotten the fact that I'm a bitch who can do anything to earn money. I'm in short of money; I'm yearning for five million. Do you know how important the 'five million' is to me? It is so important that if I can't earn five million within the agreed time limit, I will lose the most important thing

of my business." Cayne was still expressionless... The hunting game had

and bothered you for a long time, Miss James. In the future, I think we will not meet in the

you to the downstairs." She ponders for a moment and continued, "Mr. Cayne, thank you.

so there is no 'future' between us. The 'future' shall be given to the ones who are

as a sweep of chilly air passed by. She turned around and slowly walked

'I think

been wrong as he thought over it. What did she mean by saying that?... She acted as if she was not the one who asked

We have the same decision, what's the necessity of probing

what she meant

meet him any longer, while he thought it

way, they reached a consensus. Then what

for 'what she meant', was it

odd, "You must make it clear; otherwise, I won't allow

fuming. This man

fine if you don't want to explain it. I have a lot of time to waste you here. The worst situation is that it is stalemated until tomorrow when you have to

and agreed that this man would definitely carry out his words

even if you, Mr. Cayne, are willing to give me the five million; even if it is more important than my life, I don't want you to touch my scar any longer. Not only you, but also others are not allowed to touch it! So I think I will not meet with you again, Mr. Cayne. I sent you to downstairs, for I just wanted to

oil she made... She had simply regarded Cayne as the substitute of that person... After all, she specially learnt how to

time, and thank you... for