Love in Blind (Caden and Grace) novel Chapter 227

Payne was still up, and since his illness, his soul was like being ripped out of him and he couldn’t sleep all night.

He had already silenced the WeChat, but he happened to check it today. When he saw what was gossiping about in the chatting group, his heart had almost jumped out of his throat.

Hope emerged in his eyes!

Grace!

Grace!

Grace was found!

“Cassie, is that true?!" He typed a few words with some eagerness.

"I would be a puppy if I lied to you." Cassie said, "And that's your sister, isn't it? Can't you tell?"

Cassie was lying on the bed, typing quickly, and to be honest, she couldn't tell that the woman in the picture would be Grace.

"Payne, I heard you have leukemia, wouldn't you ...?"

Someone in the group joked.

Payne was silent.

Cassie broke out another news, "Franklin, you remember? He came to Dali to look for the woman in the picture! So, I'm guessing whether that woman in the photo is Grace or not."

Cassie forgot that there was no Franklin, no Caden, no Ingemar, no Humbert in the group.

But there were a bunch people waiting in line to butter Caden up.

At about the same time, several phone calls had reached the Shaw family.

The housekeeper answered the phone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shaw is busy and he is not available."

"Don't hang up the phone, I have news for Miss Grace."

The butler paused in midair and picked up the receiver again. "You know, Mr. Wilson, if you're only joking, that's enough for me."

He was reminding the person on the other end of the line not to make fun of anything about Grace.

In the Shaw family, the name Grace was taboo.

"I'm telling the truth. There are pictures to prove it."

Caden was the same person who replaced Mr. Venus. He was usually steady. Now that Wilson had said so, he nodded politely, "Mr. Wilson, wait a minute."

Hurriedly putting the receiver aside, the housekeeper hurried to the study and knocked on the door. 'There's a call for you, Sir.”

"Tell him to go away."

When the butler opened the door, there was a miasma of smoke in it, and the dark curtains were closed, blocking out the light.

He frowned, feeling sympathy for the man inside who worked day and night.

Since that drunkenness, Master had been a new man, a diligent worker. When everyone thought he was well... Things seemed worse.

He was more than diligent in his work, and he worked day and night. Mr. Joseph and Mr. White had persuaded him, but the master was still living in his own world, and could not get out.

As much as he cared about his wife, he cared about his work now.

It was like he treated his job as his wife.

"Sir, it is the young master of the Wilson family..."

Before the housekeeper finished, behind the smoky desk, came the indifferent voice, "I don’t know him. Tell him to go away."

"Mr. Wilson said he has... found the whereabouts of the lady." said the housekeeper. He thought that the man behind the desk would suddenly be excited, but...

"Well." Behind the desk, the man sneered, "There are numerous men telling me that they have found the whereabouts of Grace in the past three years. They just want to cooperate with the Shaw Group."

As he spoke, he hardly paused to work, and in the midst of his words, he had signed a contract.