In the Lap of Luxury novel (Grace and Benjamin) novel Chapter 350

Gracie: "Maybe something special and unexpected."

Gracie: "Preferably a unique gift. Any recommendations?"

After sending a series of messages, Grace didn't receive any replies. She checked the time and saw it was already 2:00 am.

Then, she promptly went offline.

…

Early the next morning, she finally received a response.

Zoey: "Who is it that needs our Ms. Lewis to ask for suggestions?"

Zoey: "Let me guess. It's not that Hawkins guy, is it?"

Lydia, who usually didn't reply, quickly sent a shocked emoji and asked, "Gracie, have you reconciled with him?"

Emily: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The Hawkins guy's birthday isn't this month. It must be the Fulton guy."

Lydia: "Wow, has there been a new development?"

Seeing the lively chat, Grace quickly interrupted them. "Girls, come up with some good ideas, please."

Emily quickly replied, "Actually, no matter what you give, Xander will like it. But I think if you can make the gift yourself, it will be more meaningful."

Zoey also agreed. "I think that's a good idea. But Gracie, what do you plan to make? A birthday cake?"

Grace blinked, thinking, "Make a birthday cake? That's not a bad idea."

Having made up her mind, Grace quickly ordered a bunch of ingredients online. In less than half an hour, the kitchen was filled with all the ingredients.

Holding her phone, she searched for tutorials online and then followed the instructions step by step.

Only then did she notice that the door to a small compartment next to the office was slightly ajar. Curious, she walked over.

The next second, what came into view was a pair of fair and tender thighs that obviously didn't belong to Xander.

Grace felt her heart pounding but still pushed the door open. She immediately saw Linda lying disheveled on the bed in the lounge.

Upon seeing Grace, Linda quickly sat up and straightened her clothes. "M-Ms. Lewis, why are you here?"

Grace stared at her in surprise and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Linda bit her lower lip, silent.

Grace's eyes turned colder.

Finally, under Grace's gaze, Linda stammered, "Ms. Lewis, are you looking for Mr. Fulton? H-He isn't here. He went for a meeting."