Love in Blind (Caden and Grace) novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 He's Here

A second later, sounds of tapping can be heard from the taxi driver's window and Grace could hear a cold and calm voice, "Sir, please open your front passenger door."

The tone was very formal without a hint of emotion but the 'Please' was firmly emphasized... Caden's subordinates had all learned from him.

Grace yelled anxiously at the driver, " Don't open the door!" She said, "I'll give you money..."

Suddenly...

Smash!

The driver side's window shattered into bits.

This sudden action not only startled Grace but also the Taxi driver.

"I, I want to call the police! It's lawless..."

A stack of brand new 100-yuan bills was thrown onto his lap. At one look, it appeared to be ten thousand yuan. The bodyguard dressed in black looked in and asked, "Now, can you open the door?"

"Yes, yes yes! No problem!" The driver was bought over by the money replied and opened the door, "Hey, get off."

The driver must have thought that this crazy woman beside him had offended some important figure and didn't need to be kind towards her. He rudely chased her off the taxi but Grace wouldn't leave. She held on tightly to the backrest and the driver forcefully pulled off Grace's arm.

"Get off! I don't want to serve you! Hurry up!"

Grace continued to hold onto the backrest and shook her head desperately, "No! No! Don't make me get off!"

"Get off." A cold and calm voice came from behind Grace. The familiar voice made Grace tense up.

The madness of the night was immediately calmed by this voice.

Don't turn around, don't turn around and everything will be fine... it's an imagination, hallucination.

"Don't let me repeat myself. Grace, you know how bad the consequences will be if you anger me." The voice behind was inhumane.

Grace's face was pale... yes! Of course, she knew! How could she not know!

So she endured her fears and slowly turned around.

The man was standing about two to three meters away from the car and under the street lamp. With a cigarette in his fingers, he took a drag, and the white smoke billows, partially covering his perfect looks.

Under the dim lights, Grace can't see his expression clearly and he beckoned her to go over, "Come."

The low toned voice was manly and alluring, mesmerizing any woman.

But in Grace's ears, this voice was a call to death!

She didn't want to go over, absolutely not! But she didn't dare to. It was as if her legs had a mind of their own and Grace walked over to the man.

The man raised his dashing eyebrows and looked at Grace from head to toe and then back to her face. He scoffed, "Do you think what you did is worth it? The once decisive, confident, and calm Miss James is now trying to delay the inevitable? Hmm?"