Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 87 Now You Can Kneel Down

Grace stood still while staring at the check.

"What? You don't want to?" Walter sneered.

"Come on, Mr. He, after all, she was once the most proud noble lady in S City." Walter's companions tried to dissuade him, though it sounded more like a kind of mockery.

"Proud and noble?" Walter sneer. He lit up a cigarette and squinted at Grace, "But look at her. How awful she is now!"

Gloria regretted so much.

She had never expected that there was once a grudge between Grace and those playboys. If she had known about it earlier, she would never have brought Grace here to let her bear all kinds of humiliation. Grace looked around those familiar faces, who were all once her old friends, but she felt them so distant and strange.

So did her old friends. They could not even recognize her at the first sight.

"Grace, do you have fun staying in the prison?"

Suddenly, a man sitting on the sofa provoked.

Grace's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly noticed that that guy was once one of her best friends, who always stayed up late, played video games and shared all kinds of fun with her. "Quinn..."

"No, please don't address me with my real name," Quinn waved his hands to deny, "I don't want to be a friend of a murderer."

Grace's body suddenly shivered. She felt dizzy the next second, with the voice of Quinn lingering around her ears.

was so shocked to hear that! A

she knew Grace was a prisoner, but she had never

a seemingly stupid girl, have ever

a stack of cash from his wallet, with the amount of approximately thirty thousand dollars. He threw it

fists but loosened. She kept repeating the

did, they all just sat

don't know exactly what kind of urgent thing you have encountered, but I noticed it was Gloria who went to curry me a

there were a chance, she would never

He, be lenient wherever it

by the real boss of the Royal Club. We talk to you respectfully just because of your real boss. But you are too weak

of Grace, looking down on her, "Grace, your pride or five hundred thousand dollars, make

wry smile, which pierce the weakness of Grace, who was badly in need for

but she dared not to

planning for the

to offend all those

the sake of my real boss, how about

Gloria's face and shouted, "I said you are not qualified

it has nothing to do with Gloria!

of your current status, you

the hell do you think you

"Don't slap her!"

dog. Perhaps I will show her mercy," Walter laughed sickly, "I will not hit her again as long as you kneel down in front of me." "Grace, I am okay. He could do

once again, "See if