Opening her eyes, Grace noticed that the room was covered in white.

"Are you awake?"

"Ingemar?"

She rolled her eyes again, trying to adapt to the bright sunlight outside the window. She did not ask why she was in the hospital.

Her memories were broken. Now that she woke up, she started to remember bit by bit.

She remembered that it was Mrs. James.

"Where is she?" she asked slowly.

"Caden is not here."

"I mean Mrs. James."

Hearing this, Ingemar was instantly enraged.

"To you, Caden is not so important as Mrs. James, right?" he sneered, "Grace, have you ever loved him?"

If she had, why was she so indifferent?

When Grace heard this, she couldn't help but feel absurd.

She sized Ingemar up carefully.

"Why are you staring at me?" Ingemar was enraged at her gaze. What did that look mean?

He did not find his words ridiculous.

The woman on the bed withdrew her gaze and looked out of the window.

"I'm talking to you! Can't you hear me?" Ingemar was unreasonably impatient. Why was she... Why was she so indifferent?

He couldn't tell why on earth he was unhappy about Grace.

Nevertheless, he was inexplicably irritated.

But he suddenly noticed that the woman on the bed was extremely quiet. He was suddenly shocked. He only felt that her world was wrapped in a glass cover. There seemed to be an invisible layer in the air, isolating everything from her.

In her world, the people outside had no way in.

A person inside didn't want to come out, either.

As a result, such a strange and contradictory scene appeared.

Grace quietly looked out of the window, when Ingemar looked at her in a daze.

Finally, he sighed. He gave in. Whoever wanted to compete with this woman in terms of endurance and calmness would have no chance of winning.

He asked her first,

"Do you know how long you've been unconscious?"

He picked up an apple, peeled it, and said,

"This is the third day.

should not be a big problem. You should have become sober a long time ago. I don't know why I couldn't wake you up. Perhaps, you're too tired,

a phone call last night and hastily borrowed Lord Fifth Master Lo's private plane, leaving

He was the local great gentry with a bad temper. He was not an easy-going

frowned slightly, and a trace of

apple in his hand. Did she understand

stared at Grace. He

"The Shaw Group."

was like

calm eyes were not filled with great

going to change its owner? It was

the Shaw Group about to collapse? It was his

was all

her grip on the

the fluctuations of her emotions. He couldn't help but let

Ingemar would love to make

but Ingemar was never a good man anyway. It was true that everything was unfair to her. But if nothing could save Caden except for her death, he would not hesitate to

it.

all, he favored Caden

good Grace was, he just didn't

matter how bad Caden was, he still believed that

several years since you left, and Caden has been looking for

was old and dead, he would never give up looking for you. He would

day and night, and his career continued

has spent all his spare time searching for you. All over the

Grace, he misses you."

reason and became angry with Ingemar,

about this?! What does it matter to

Caden has deep feelings

only beg him to let me

This is

And now?

did he ask Ingemar

did she have

to hear the answer from

She sat up with a bang, her pale face flushed again. She gasped heavily and pointed at herself, saying, "Over the past few years, I have allowed you to tease me. I would do whatever you want me to do. Anyone could throw a

control her emotions. She

life.

bully me because of my

resolutely, gnashing her

me because

Ingemar was shocked!

never sat down so formally with Grace alone before. They had never

that both she and Caden pestered

was busy chasing after

And then that happened.

she was busy

the beginning

Humbert only watched coldly until

had made Caden miserable. They watched as Caden turned from a

they had got the surveillance

indifferent. When Grace got out of prison, they did not see her hopeless eyes. They only folded their arms, looked at

front of him, shouting at the top of her lungs, "You can't bully me because

She had seen through that they were forcing her to lower her head,

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