Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 177 Sir, Did You Forget the Death of Wallis

A black Bentley drove into a tree-lined road. The towering trees on both sides of the road fell backward. The car passed through the iron gate, through the garden, and drove inside.

The car stopped at the door. Caden got off the car first, then bent down to hold the woman up from the car.

The woman's eyes dulled and she gazed blankly, letting him hug her.

Sam the butler walked out, "Sir, you're back?" As he spoke, he caught sight of the woman with a messy dress in Caden's arms. Sam paused for a second when he saw the suit wrapped around the woman. His cracked lips moved, and he bowed down with a forced smile.

The man walked past Sam, the old butler secretly glanced at it. With this look, his old eyes widened all of a sudden, staring at that dazzling redness.

"Sir, let me take that for you." The old butler scurried forward and spoke with a dry throat. He stretched out and wanted to take the red book from Caden's hand.

The old butler wanted to take the red book deliberately so that he could see what it was. Unluckily, the man stepped aside, dodged the butler and kept moving forth, speaking coldly, "It's late, go take some rest, Sam."

Sam was not reconciled, "There is no need..."

"There is no need to bother you, Sam. "The man interrupted coldly.

"But..."

Sam was still arguing.

Suddenly!

him indifferently. His lips curled up slightly, but it emanated coldness, as though there was an ice dagger darting at

He was warning him!

turned pale, but unwillingness was behind his eyes. He clenched his teeth and

Ta, ta, ta...

and further, Sam suddenly raised his head, yelling angrily along with unwillingness, "Sir, do you still remember Wallis? Do you still remember...

almost roaring and there was a bit of reproaching

faint ray of light, but it soon darkened before it bloomed and disappeared... Nobody saw the mock in her black eyes... Wallis bit off her own head. Heh, Wallis' death was a cruel prosecution? That was originally a

landed slowly. With his back facing the old butler,

stayed no more and went upstairs

tall figure and he was stunned... Did the master just

didn't the master feel any tenderness

was all because of Grace

nasty witch

feel

The good days for Grace was