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

stupid

you need money," Quinn took out a stack of cash from his wallet, with the amount of approximately thirty thousand dollars. He

her fists but loosened. She kept

not provoke Grace as what Quinn did, they all just sat aside

Think about it, 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

chance, she would never make such

be lenient wherever

do you think you 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 because of your real boss. But you

looking down on her, "Grace, your pride

a wry smile, which pierce the weakness of Grace, who was badly

she dared not to offend

had been planning

no need to offend all those playboys, especially their power families,

the sake of my real boss,

face and shouted, "I said you are not qualified

went mad, "Walter, it has nothing to do with Gloria! How could

do you still deem yourself as 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

hit her again. Grace, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you

"Don't slap her!"

kneel down in front of me." "Grace, I am okay. He could do nothing but slap me a few times. He doesn't have the gut to

once again, "See if