Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

Suddenly, Mrs. James turned pale! She staggered back a few steps anxiously.

"There's nothing I can do. If Caden won't let go of the James family and Jafar, then there is no hope in the future.

Do you think I want to help Jafar? Your brother Payne is still lying on the hospital bed! If the James family collapses and Jafar bankrupts, what about your brother's treatment fee! Even if your brother is cured, he has nothing left! He is the eldest young master of the James family. He has never suffered hardship since he was young. And we are living in a small world. He is a rich second generation who did not lack money, but suddenly, he has nothing left.

No one in the world will think highly of him. How could he endure all this! "Jafar is indeed a bad guy. But if he bankrupts, what can I do! I am just a woman." Grace looked straight at the woman who was crying, and she felt even worse.

Taking a deep breath, she tightly clasped the armrest of the rattan chair. And the creaking of the rattan chair could be heard.

It seemed that only by doing so could she soothe her unspeakable pain.

Earlier, she would have asked Mrs. James sharply. If Payne couldn't stand it, could she? But now, as she looked at the woman, she felt sad.

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"Your grandfather..." Mrs. James hesitated. She was unwilling. All her weapons were the deceased Old Master James.

"Enough." With a low shout, her pain could be seen. But tpassed quickly... She was in a sorry state! There was nothing left! Nothing. Nothing left.

Grace looked up at Mrs. James. At that time, Mrs. James could only see the arrogance on her face.

She felt unhappy... In Mrs. James's mind, even if she was begging for Grace now, Grace was still her child. Without her, how could there be Grace? She was begging Grace, but if Grace struck an attitude, no one would like it.

However, she did not dare to say anything. She only frowned in displeasure. "Then the James family ..." Grace looked down at Mrs. James superciliously and stared at the noble woman's face for more than ten minutes. Mrs. James mentioned the James family, Jafar and Payne several times, but Grace never interrupted Mrs. James's complaint. Mrs. James had suffered a lot these days. Her son was sick like that, and her husband concealed that he had an illegitimate child for most of her life. His son was sick, and he didn't care at all.

Mrs. James couldn't find anyone to talk about these sorrows.

Usually, the "good sisters" who played mahjong with her comfort her casually.

Later, they alienated her.

Mrs. James said that she was a woman who lived every day in fear against the backdrop of her son's serious illness and her husband's abandonment.

She endured the torment and fear late at night by herself. She had endured a lot by herself. She was unwilling to tell others what she had endured. No one knew how she had gotten through those days. Only she knew what she was going through every day.

From the beginning to the end, Grace only looked straight down at Mrs. James.

She listened quietly as Mrs. James wiped away her tears and cried out about the difficulty.

"Grace, I also have difficulties" Mrs. James was crying sadly. But she still looked charming. Her tears made her feel a bit more pitiful, causing others to feel sympathy and pity. She could not help but coax her. Grace smiled again, "Oh, difficult... Yes, Mrs. James is in trouble." Ingemar looked at the woman who smiled on the rattan chair and felt suffocated. He went absent-minded... He knew that the pain was not because of him, but because of the woman who was still smiling calmly on the rattan chair.

He also understood a little. No wonder this woman fascinated Caden deeply.

If it wasn't for his self-control, Ingemar would have shouted at the woman, "Stop laughing!" Why not yell at your mother? Mrs. James, you were in trouble. What a surprise.

Couldn't you just yell? Did you have to laugh like that? It made him oppressive.

"I am really in trouble. Grace, you are obedient and sensible. You must be able to understand me, right?" Mrs. James was relieved after sobbing. She had suffered so much, and now that Grace knew about it. Grace would definitely know her helplessness.

As Grace did not speak, she slightly felt nervous. She could only mention Old Master James again, "If you don't do it for your mother and brother, jut for your grandfather's sake..." Ingemar could no longer stand it. He originally didn't want to interfere. This was the matter of their family.

But... this was too outrageous! Mrs. James was too shameless! She really bullied Grace! "Jafar deserved it! As an adult, isn't he responsible for what he did? He denied his daughter, but now, he wants her to clean up his mess.

Back then, he had sworn that there was no such person in the James family. He, Jafar, had published in the newspaper that he did not accept this daughter. Now, as he needs her, he wants to accept the abandoned daughter.

And you, Mrs. James, are you being so aggressive against your enemy? Shameless!" Mrs. James turned pale, and she was humiliated by Ingemar unreservedly. She only felt embarrassed.

But she thought about the crisis of the James family. Without the James family, she was no longer Mrs.

James! "Grace, how can you tolerate as your grandfather's lifetof hard work is destroyed?"

She looked miserably at the person on the rattan chair, but Grace had already closed her eyes fiercely. Only then did Mrs. James feel completely panicked, "Grace! That's your grandfather! When you were young, he liked you the most! That's the person who treated you the best!" Amidst her hoarse shouts, Grace opened her eyes and stared at Mrs. James. She said calmly, "You win." All the pain was hidden in it.

She slowly reached out to Ingemar and said, "Call him."

"What?" Ingemar was shocked for a heard! moment. He thought that he hadn heard wrongly, but he saw her wrist. "Will you not regret it?" Grace and Ingemar both knew that this phone call was not just a phone call.

"Grace, I knew you have a soft heart," Mrs. James said happily.

Grace looked down. Apart from the pain, there was also infinite mockery ... Yes, she had a soft heart.

"Let him tellwhat he wants," Grace told to Ingemar indifferently.

How was it possible to obtain something from someone like Caden without losing a lot? Ingemar looked at Grace and pressed the call button.

The phone was through.

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