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.

at him stubbornly, not answering

Grace didn't care about that at all, did it

I am not

one last time, did you run all the

was partly hidden and partly

the pressure emanated from the man behind the

her lips tightly and standing at the door quietly. She did not intend to give in, thus, she stared into his eyes as

jump out of 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

she suddenly realized something that made her want to knock on her own brain. Why was she so impulsive, why would she come to provoke him? She turned around and wanted to

her shoulder from behind firmly. The low voice unique to that man reached her

her head aside, and the meaning of that was obvious even

scooped Grace up in his arms, walking

bedroom, the old butler had already brought a group of people here, waiting by the door. He was

see Caden. 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 flashing across. "Um." Caden answered mildly, walking straight into

to break in at a time like this. Naturally,

they knew what kind of people they could offend as well as the people they couldn't; they knew

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

the door... So many

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

The man turned around and glanced

clenched her teeth and pressed

grabbed her ankle, move her leg upward gradually... This action! Grace bit

humiliate me

outside... Grace felt like dying at this moment. Or, tearing everyone

her