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 her

gaze was as sharp as the eagle, targeting on the woman. Grace didn't

I am

you run all the way here?" His gaze got

floating smoke, this cold gaze was partly

felt the pressure emanated from the man behind the desk, which was so intense that she was almost

standing at the door quietly. She did not intend to

so fast that as though it was about to jump out of her chest. Her eyes reddened, but she insisted to be quiet and just kept staring at him. Subconsciously,

own brain. Why was she so impulsive, why would she come to provoke him? She turned around and wanted to

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

head aside, and the meaning of that was obvious

scooped Grace up in his arms, walking towards the

old butler had already brought a group of people here, waiting by

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

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

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

and saw the man sitting on the

the door... So many people! Was he

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

exerted more force. The man turned around and glanced at her, the

she clenched her teeth and pressed down the urge to

move her leg upward gradually... This action! Grace bit

me

felt like dying at this moment. Or, tearing

her eyes