Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

In the James family.

Jafar James pointed at Mrs. James and was furious, "What a good daughter you have raised! What a filial daughter!"

He was extremely angry. He didn't want to hand the James Group over, but the James Group would completely collapse if he didn't agree to Grace's request.

He knew it very well that he would be still a rich man with houses, cars and servants if the James Group was there. Without it, he was nothing.

Even unwilling to do so, Jafar handed over most of the shares of the James Group to Grace.

However, he could find nowhere to vent his anger.

Thus, Mrs. James had to bear the brunt of his temper.

But Jafar had forgotten that he had already been a scum who had betrayed his wife in Mrs. James's heart.

"Jafar James, what kind of right do you have to accuse me of? Did I ever teach Grace? It was your dad! If you want to blame someone, why don't you go underground to look for your dead father?" Without thinking, Mrs. James said out those words. She hated Jafar so much now.

Suddenly, she laughed, "Jafar James, are you worried that you don't have the money to support your shameful illegitimate son?"

She felt momentary gratification with a gloating look.

"You don't care about Payne being sick."

"You are all on that vamp and your shameful son she gave birth to. What's next? If Payne is gone, do you plan to give the entire group to that little bastard of unknown origin in your will?" He slapped her right away.

This crisp slap made Mrs. James spin around and fell to the ground. "You slap me!"

Jafar rolled up his sleeves and looked coldly at the elderly woman on the ground.

"You called him bastard? You swore him and deserved to be beaten!"

Mrs. James shouted, stood up, and pounced towards Jafar.

betrayed me and had an affair, and you

mess. She kicked and hammered at Jafar. When Jafar was about to hit her again, Mrs. James yelled, "Come on! Hit me! The James Group now belongs to my daughter! Hi

Mrs. James with

going? You're going to see that bitch again, aren't you? Don't

Mrs. James at all. He left the house so

trying to catch the person in front of her, but she

the pitiful and shrill cries of a woman came from the

long

gate, covering

bit thrilling and

dare to approach. They all looked at Mrs. James who sat on the

taken something and then left. Now, Mr. James was no longer here and Mrs. James was in such a situation.

totally

called Grace and said, "Miss James, please hurry back. Mr.

phone, Grace asked indifferently,

has left. Mrs. James fell when she chased after him. She's crying

in her heart... Come back to take a

And then?

To comfort Mrs. James?

She couldn't do that.

but now others wanted

male voice suddenly came, "Who is on the

to the old butler on the phone, "It's getting late. Try to comfort Mrs. James. Life will continue. Let her wash up and go to bed early. She will have to take

to add something, but Grace hung

late. Mr. Shaw should go back to the room." She wanted to drive

eyes were burning and staring at her as if

was immediately alert. An alarm sounded in her

head stubbornly and

never turn around and leave at such a

had it