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.

However, you have betrayed me and had

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

pale. He glared at Mrs.

that bitch again, aren't you? Don't go! Jafar, come back! You

He didn't care about Mrs. James at all. He left the house

her arms and trying to catch the person in front of her, but she couldn't reach him at all. "Jafar James, you have no conscience. Jafar, you're not allowed to go!

such a night, the pitiful and shrill cries of a woman

long

at the gate, covering her

bit thrilling and

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

housekeeper couldn't do anything. No one had expected that the James family would collapse overnight. Mr. James had rarely come back. Even if he had, he would just have taken something and then left. Now, Mr. James was no longer here and Mrs. James was in

totally messed

and walked to the phone. He called Grace and said, "Miss James, please hurry back. Mr. James hit Mrs. James just now. Mrs. James is

asked indifferently, "Is Mr. James not at home? Let him

she chased after him. She's crying now. Miss James, please come back and take a

mocked softly in her heart... Come back to

And then?

To comfort Mrs. James?

She couldn't do that.

wanted her to comfort her

sweet male voice suddenly

him immediately, but said to the old butler on the phone, "It's getting late. Try to comfort Mrs. James. Life will continue.

something, but

again, "It's so late. Mr. Shaw should go

and staring at her as if she

in

head stubbornly

would never turn around and leave at such

had it in