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.

so shocked to hear that!

she knew Grace was a prisoner, but she had never expected that she

a seemingly stupid girl, have ever

that you need money," Quinn took out a stack of cash from his wallet, with the amount of approximately

but loosened. She kept repeating the same things for

others did not provoke Grace as what Quinn did, they all

you need that money. I don't know exactly what kind of urgent thing you have encountered, but I noticed it was Gloria who went to curry me a favor..." Gloria really regretted bring Grace

were a chance, she would never make

be lenient

are qualified enough to dissuade me? You are just a pet kept by the real boss of the Royal Club. We talk to you respectfully just

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

which pierce the weakness of

but she

planning for the

real boss, Caden Shaw, had no need to offend all those playboys, especially their power

too vulgar to enjoy such a self-humiliation show. For the sake of my real boss, how about just let her go." Gloria tried to

face and shouted, "I said you are

it has nothing to do with Gloria!

the noble lady back then? Let me remind you of your current status, you are not even better than a piece of shit!" While speaking, Walter slapped again

do you think you are?

"Don't slap her!"

in front of me." "Grace, I am okay. He could do nothing but slap me a

Walter slapped her once again,