Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 170 The Three-Year-Torture Makes her Get Used to be Lowly

"Half an hour later, someone will help design the style for you."

With that, the door was closed again quietly.

Watching the closed door, Grace clenched her fists tightly... Why did she get to this point!

Why could he look so calm after all these things?

Why was she imprisoned in this gorgeous mansion!

Today, Gloria became the only way that she could contact the outside world.

She sat by the window dazedly, she had the view of half of the entire mansion. The two iron gates were opened, allowing the entrance of a business car.

She pushed the window open slightly, hearing the sound of the car engine, the brakes and the flameout. After that, it was the voice of the rigid butler saying "Follow me". Grace sat by the window and listened to all the sounds. The expressionless face of Sam the butler appeared in her mind again.

She suddenly stood up and ran out of the bedroom. Her fingers on the doorknob, and pulled open the door.

She ran all the way to the study room according to her memory... She panted heavily as she ran.

Bang!

The door was smashed to the wall:

"Caden Shaw, I am not going!"

The study room was immersed in smoke. The man sat on the chair and kept smoking when the door was knocked open. The loud noise made his cigar tremble a little, but soon, he looked as cold as usual. His dark eyes landed on the woman standing by the door. Seeing that she was panting heavily, he asked, "Did you run all the way here?" His voice was light.

not going!" She stared at him stubbornly, not answering his

Grace didn't care about that at all,

I

all the way here?" His gaze

was partly hidden and partly visible,

from the man

quietly. She did not intend to give in, thus, she stared into his eyes as

her chest. Her eyes reddened, but she insisted to be quiet and just kept staring at him. Subconsciously, she stepped back, the man was still the same

knock on her own brain. Why was she so impulsive, why would she come to provoke him? She

firmly. The low voice unique to that

meaning of that was obvious even without

man laughed soundlessly, suddenly scooped Grace up in his arms, walking

of the bedroom, the old butler had already brought a group of people

Though he was old, he was quite experienced. His gaze landed on the arms of Caden, and his eyes moved a bit with a sheen

break in at a time like this. Naturally, nobody would decide for themselves

the room. Working in this circle, these people were all experienced and they knew what kind of people they could offend as well as the people they couldn't; they knew what kind of things they could do as well as the things they couldn't. They had a

onto the bed. Before the latter sat up, she felt the bed sank. She raised her head and

turned pale, eyes looking outside of the door... So

She stretched

sudden, the grasp on her ankle exerted more force. The man turned around and glanced

her teeth and pressed down the urge

Grace bit her lips harshly, as though all the

me

felt like dying at this moment. Or, tearing

her