I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden) novel Chapter 108

Grace thought it would be over after lunch.

But obviously, someone didn't think so.

Grace was helpless, "Mr. Franklin, you have also eaten beef noodles." He ate three bowls!

"Yeah, beef noodles are delicious."

"..." Were they discussing beef noodles?

"Mr. Franklin, can you stop following me?" How could this person be like glue?

"Mr. Franklin, I said, you bring the money to Royal Club, I will not let you down. You can do whatever you want."

A wicked smile was on Franklin’s face. He said softly, "Anything?"

Someone started setting her up.

"Yes, you are rich. Bring money to Royal Club. You are a guest, and the guest is the king."

"Oh..." He gave another long "Oh", which was very meaningful, but Grace couldn't understand his meaning at this moment. "See you tonight."

After speaking, he turned and pushed his bicycle away.

Grace couldn't figure it out. She didn’t understand Franklin. However, she was finally relieved... He finally left.

If he continued to stand downstairs in her dormitory... Grace carefully glanced at the people around her.

"Hey, girl, the one just now is your brother?" A woman ran over.

"...No."

"Oh, your colleague?"

Grace shook her head again.

"Oh, whatever. Girl, the little niece of mine just graduated this year. She just doesn't have a boyfriend yet. Can you introduce him to my niece?"

The woman grabbed her arm. Grace couldn't bear such enthusiasm. She looked at this woman in embarrassment... She couldn't tell this woman that Franklin was her "guest", right?

"Hey, how could you ask her so rashly? What if that man is this little girl's boyfriend?"

"No, it's impossible. That man is so good. This little girl...Oh, little girl, I don't mean you are not worthy of that good man. That is, that is... …Oh! No! Little girl, don’t be angry."

Grace nodded indiscriminately. She felt a little embarrassed and quickly walked upstairs.

The chatting voices of those women could still be heard.

"How could you say that in front of her? Aren’t you afraid of hurting her?"

"Well, I'm straightforward. I'm honest. You all know this little girl and that man don't match.

Besides, I live next door to her house. Although I don't know where she works, she comes back in the middle of night..."

Grace speeded up unconsciously.

When she returned home, her face was so pale.

The words of those women seemed inadvertently, but Grace had already had it to her heart.

She couldn't respond to Franklin's feelings. When he looked at her, he looked so serious and persistent, but the more so, the dirtier she felt herself.

She went into the bathroom to wash her face. Propping herself up on her hands on the sink, she raised her head to look at herself in the mirror. Fiddling with the hair on her forehead, she carefully took a look at her scar on her forehead. Then she looked down from the scar. She saw a pale face.