Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 160 Do You Have Anything to Say to Me

The man was busy in the study for a day. After having lunch, he hurried into the study again.

He just told her that if there was something that she needed, she could ask servants for it.

Grace was sitting on the promenade outside the manor, watching the gardener picking up flowers and planting in the manor. The sun was good. The sky was blue, and the wind had a faint fragrance of flowers. She was in a trance, as if everything returned to the past.

No one came to bother her. Unknowingly, she fell asleep on the bamboo bench.

Everything was too good to real.

If it could ignore the rigid and straight figure at the end of the promenade, everything would be really good.

At the end of the promenade not far away, the silver-white hair was moving with the wind, but it was unable to conceal the resentment in the muddy old eyes under the gray-white eyebrows.

The old butler supported the pillar with his hand. A pair of old and extremely sinister eyes fixed on the sleeping figure under the promenade...

Crack.

He grabbed the wooden pillar with his fingers, and the blue blood vessels on the back of his hand exposed because of furious. He was not reconciled!

Why was it his Wallis who died?

and well-behaved. Why

were extremely cold and extremely deserted. His eyes move down one inch, one inch and another inch...

"Wake up."

the bench for a long time, he said rigidly, "Wake

sound in her dream and woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Sam standing beside her. Her

she suddenly lost

Protest against an injustice?

Call for injustice?

this old man didn't want to listen,

Apologize? Regret it?

Why?

head slowly. Finally, she didn't speak. The old butler looked at the woman in front of him for a long time... He was waiting for her to speak.

time, Sam didn't hear the woman say anything. The sinner who killed his daughter didn't have anything

you have anything to say

her mouth. But she was more silent...What did she say?

words "I'm sorry" could let her not get severe beating, and could make those men who pressed her head to let

Wallis' father...He could never get the two

Never ever!

She could let others treat her as a clown... Yes, in the eyes of others, she,

me, to Wallis' father who lost his

so furious. He shouted