True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 288

When Grace heard that Heinz was coming, she immediately got up and was ready to leave. It had never occurred to her that Heinz would be appearing here and she didn't want to see him.

"Grace, give me half an hour. Wait for me in the staff lounge. Let's have dinner together later,'¹ Tyler said.

Before she could say anything, Tyler grabbed her wrist and led her into a small room next to the reception room.

There were two sofas in the room. Between the sofas was a small tea table.

"I'm sorry, Grace. Just stay here and wait for me, okay?" Tyler lowered his voice and said.

Grace nodded and said, "Okay. Promise me then. Cover for me."

"Of course," Tyler nodded seriously. "Don't worry. Anything that you need help with, I'll take it seriously."

"Your assurance put me at ease," Grace smiled.

Tyler returned her smile, turned around, and went out.

When Heinz heard Grace's voice, he rushed into the room.

He caught sight of Grace being pulled into a room by a tall man. She did not struggle nor refuse.

Heinz couldn't help but pursed his thin lips. He

clenched his fists as if he wanted to grasp something, only to realize the thing had flown away.

His expression darkened.

Lester was also puzzled when he heard Grace's voice. Why was she there?

From the looks of it, the relationship between Grace and Tyler was anything but ordinary.

Otherwise, she would not have entered the small room inside.

Seeing that Heinz's face had turned pale, he felt sorry for him.

Heinz was still standing at the door and didn't move an inch. He stared at the man who came out of the small room sharply. His gaze was domineering and gloomy.

Lester immediately reminded Heinz with a whisper, "President!"

Heinz was startled for a moment. Then he finally came to his senses.

Heinz's gaze was still fixed at Tyler.

The two egually tall men looked at each other.

Heinz's eyes were gloomy, and there was a hint of worry that he couldn't even perceive in his eyes. However, his tightly pursed lips and wrinkled brows revealed his emotions.

Tyler was a tall man. He was over 1.85 meters tall, just like Heinz. Just by standing next to each other and being silent, these men could put an intangible pressure on the people around them.

Heinz looked at Tyler. He had heard that Tyler came from Wall Street and was famously known as the Demon Trader. Later, he joined Wilson Group and was in charge of affairs in the States.

He finally got to meet the reputable man in person. It had never dawned to him that he was so good looking.

Tyler had handsome facial features. Sharp jawline, dazzling eyes, dashing eyebrows, firm nose, and a thin mouth. He looked perfect.

And he seemed to be very close to Grace.

This made Heinz feel that there was something unusual.

Heinz's constant glance at the room had attracted Tyler's attention.

He had been watching Heinz for a long time. He realized that since Heinz entered the room, he had not said a single word and had been studying him intensely.

Heinz was looking at the room again.

An enigmatic smile appeared on Tyler's face. He said, "Mr. Jones, sorry that I didn't greet you at the door. Please take a seat."