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.

him stubbornly, not answering his question, but emphasizing

you run all the way here?" His gaze was as sharp as the eagle, targeting on the woman. Grace didn't care about that at

I

you one last time, did you run all the way here?" His gaze got cold, staring straight into that

smoke, this cold gaze was partly

from the man behind the desk, which was so intense that

tightly and standing at the door quietly. She did not intend

to be quiet and just kept staring at him. Subconsciously, she stepped back, the man

she suddenly realized something that made her want to knock on her own brain. Why was she

grabbed her shoulder from behind firmly. The low voice unique to that man reached her ears, "Where

the meaning of that was obvious even

up

had already brought a group of people here, waiting by the door. He

quite experienced. His gaze landed on the arms of Caden, and his

enough to break in at a time like this. Naturally, nobody would

door of the bedroom, with the door open. No one dared to peek inside 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

Grace onto the bed. Before the latter sat up, she felt the bed sank. She raised her head and saw the man sitting on the

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

of a certain possibility, Grace's face became pale. She stretched out her leg and wanted to kick

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

her teeth and pressed

Grace bit her lips harshly, as though all

humiliate me

at this moment. Or, tearing everyone in front of

closed her