Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Chapter 227 I Have a Message for Miss Grace

Payne was still up, and since his illness, his soul was like being ripped out of him and he couldn't sleep all night.

He had already silenced the WeChat, but he happened to check it today. When he saw what was gossiping about in the chatting group, his heart had almost jumped out of his throat. Hope emerged in his eyes!

Grace!

Grace!

Grace was found!

"Cassie, is that true?!" He typed a few words with some eagerness.

"I would be a puppy if I lied to you." Cassie said, "And that's your sister, isn't it? Can't you tell?"

Cassie was lying on the bed, typing quickly, and to be honest, she couldn't tell that the woman in the picture would be Grace.

"Payne, I heard you have leukemia, wouldn't you ...?"

Someone in the group joked.

Payne was silent.

Cassie broke out another news, "Franklin, you remember? He came to Dali to look for the woman in the picture! So, I'm guessing whether that woman in the photo is Grace or not." Cassie forgot that there was no Franklin, no Caden, no Ingemar, no Humbert in the group.

But there were a bunch people waiting in line to butter Caden up.

At about the same time, several phone calls had reached the Shaw family.

The housekeeper answered the phone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shaw is busy and he is not available."

"Don't hang up the phone, I have news for Miss Grace."

The butler paused in midair and picked up the receiver again. "You know, Mr. Wilson, if you're only joking, that's enough for me."

the person on the other end of the line not to make fun

family, the

There are pictures to

steady. Now

the housekeeper hurried to the study and knocked on the

to

the butler opened the door, there was a miasma of smoke in it, and the dark curtains were closed,

feeling sympathy for the man

a diligent worker. When everyone thought he was well...

Mr. White had

he cared about his wife, he cared about

he treated

the young master of the Wilson

smoky desk, came the indifferent voice, "I

the housekeeper. He thought that the man

the whereabouts of Grace in the past three years. They just want to cooperate with the Shaw Group." As he spoke, he hardly paused to work, and in the midst of his words, he had signed a

and call the top brass here. I need to

young man from the Wilson Group just called to tell

was asking for mercy, so he gave false information, but thinking of him saying that

he has a picture to prove it. The picture of the

and the large Caden on

seemed to have stopped half

Suddenly!

from the leather chair and ran

once and said in a low but hurried voice, "Have you really

voice, the person was caught off guard and stuttered, "Yes... I...

street, the young boy of the Wilson family was in a panic, "Mr. Shaw, where are you? I, I'll go find you." How dared

nonsense, give me the address, I

I am in MY Café." said the man nervously, and quickly

I'll get to you right now. If the news is true, I will give up buying the Wilson

"Beep..."