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 his question, but

sharp as the eagle, targeting on the woman. Grace didn't care about that at all, did

I am

time, did you run all the way here?"

this cold gaze was partly hidden and

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

she was extremely stubborn, biting her lips tightly and standing at the door quietly. She did not

chest. Her eyes reddened, but she insisted to be quiet and just kept staring at

her want to knock on her own brain. Why was she so impulsive, why

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

and the meaning of that

Grace up

group of people here, waiting by the door. He was just about to push

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

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

people waited at the 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

threw 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 edge of the bed, one of his hands was holding her left

eyes looking outside of the door... So many people! Was he trying

Grace's face became pale. She

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

shrank, she clenched her teeth and pressed down

grabbed her ankle, move her leg upward gradually... This action! Grace bit her lips harshly, as though all the blood was drained

humiliate me

dying at this moment. Or, tearing everyone in

closed her