“What are you eating?” Caden loomed at the entrance.
Grace’s hand which was holding the bottle trembled and she recovered from momentary panic. “Vitamin tablets. I’ve asked Gloria to bring for me the day before yesterday.” Caden walked towards her as she spoke and he took over the drug bottle from her hand. He peered at it and his suspicion vanished. He pondered and remembered Gloria did actually come that day.
Mr. Garcia came and he knocked the door by chance. Both Caden and Grace turned towards him synchronously. “What’s wrong?” Caden asked him while putting down the drug bottle on his hand. “A married couple has come downstairs and they say they’re madam’s parents.” Mr. Garcia was hired as the butler of the Shaw Manor and he managed everything no matter big or small in the huge mansion. He was an excellent butler and had pursued this career for several decades. If he was not brilliant enough, Caden would not have laid his eyes on him.
A brilliant butler like him would naturally know things he should know before taking over the entire management of the Shaw Manor, and he would inquire more regarding the master and the boss lady of the mansion. Therefore, he definitely understood well that the married couple downstairs was the chairman of the James Group of City S and his wife, and they were also Grace’s biological parents. Yet he still said euphemistically that the married couple downstairs addressed themselves as whose parents when he reported. Because of the cautiousness he portrayed, Grace threw another glance to the new butler who looked taciturn at the entrance, and she felt glad for being lucky at the same time when the corner of her eyes caught a glimpse of the drug bottle labeled ‘vitamin C tablets’ on the dressing table. She knew well that the opportunity to take the ‘vitamin C tablets’ from Sam without the cautious new butler’s notice in the future was miniature.
Caden frowned with disgust when he heard the James couple was downstairs and wanted to meet Grace. Yet he did not decide for Grace and only asked her, “Do you want to meet them?” Grace did not respond instantly. She pondered with her eyes lowered and suddenly lifted her head. “Does the James’ have any collaboration lately and want to seek the Shaw’s help?” Caden was not surprised but there was a trace of sympathy in his slim eyes. “Maybe they’re just missing their own daughter.” He could not even believe himself when he said that, but at this moment, he hoped she would believe it.
Grace chuckled. Her glance swept past his face and their eyes met in the air like two lines intersecting each other, clashing each other for one second and then separated. “I’ll go check them out.” She did not rebut his words at all. Every bitterness and feeling that was difficult to describe was conveyed without speaking from her eyes.
Although she did not rebut his words, it did not mean she had agreed to him. If that couple would still miss her as a daughter, the three-years’ time spent in the prison would already be enough for them two to fly from the northern hemisphere to the southern hemisphere, to cross the Pacific Ocean from the western continent to the other side of the ocean, to visit her for tens and hundreds times! Yet they never visited her even once when they were in the same city, and that was the cruelest fact she was reluctant to admit.
Jafar and Mrs. James were waiting at the living room. The sound of footsteps approached and both of them turned with their eyes gleamed. Mrs. James ran forward excitedly and seized Grace’s hands. “Grace, it’s so nice to see you. Mom is happy.”
“Mrs. James.” A hand gently pulled her hand away. “Mrs. James, do have a seat.”
“You…Grace…” Embarrassment appeared on her well-cared face at once.
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How can a woman suffer so much? How can a man be too cruel initially robbing her of dignity and all, then deceiving her after he knows he loves her? How can they not remarry, making their offspring illegitimate? The line between love and hatred is truly fine indeed! Thank you for this story....