My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 328

Chapter 328 

In the wee hours of the day, when Grace was fast asleep in bed, 

the door between the two rooms opened slowly. A tall figure 

walked in. 

Those normally cold, amorous eyes were looking at the woman on 

the bed. At this moment, his gaze was full of attachment. 

“Good night, Sis.” A low and elegant voice spilled out from his 

mouth, it was tinged with attachment, and at the same time there 

was also an unspeakable desperation. 

When Grace went to work the next day, the store received a large 

order of more than 30 at noon. 

Normally, she would only deliver 7 to 8 in one go. All of a sudden, 

there was an order of more than 30. It was pretty much what the 

small restaurant would deliver in one afternoon. 

Kyla Corbyn hurriedly got the order ready and said to Grace, “Thank you so much for delivering these.” 

“What about the other food delivery orders?” said Grace. After all, 

once she went out to deliver this, she might not be able to deliver 

the others. 

“It’s all right. I’ll ask my mother to take over the cash register for 

The order was a big business for her today. She was happy that she would be able to earn a profit of hundreds of dollars after this. 

However, when Grace got the address of the order and looked at it, she was silent. This was the address of… Reed Group. 

The name and phone number on the order were unfamiliar 

though. They did not belong to Jason. 

It was a slight relief to her. It must be a coincidence. 

Once Kyla Corbyn was done packing the orders, Grace put them. on the electric bike and headed for Reed Group’s headquarters. 

30 or so food items were not exactly light, and Grace could not carry them all at once, so she planned to make several trips after 

she parked the electric bike. 

What she did not expect was that when she was parking the electric bike, a security guard approached her and asked, “Excuse me, are you Miss Cummins?” 

“Ah, yes.” Grace was stunned, not expecting the security guard to call out her name. 

“You can put these on the trolley. It’ll be easier to get them in,” the guard said as he called two more guards to come over. 

The two security guards wheeled a movable stainless steel trolley to Grace’s side and quite automatically placed the 30 or so orders on it. 

Grace was stunned. She could tell that the security guards had been prepared and knew she was coming. 

“Thank you… but how do you know my name? Who told you to prepare this trolley?” she asked.