Chapter 222
Chapter 222
‘Honeymoon my ass!”
Without Grace’s permission, he would never force her to do anything.
Moreover, the lively one was her!
His waist still ached from that kick he received. He refused to be the only miserable one.
Eder gave him a cold look. “Count the words in that sentence you just said. One word is one month’s
sry deducted. Do the math yourself.”
“Huh?!”
The heavens must have rained down with misfortune. Eric’s expression was so bitter that it couldn’t get
any worse.
That sentence was so long! Wouldn’t he be working for nothing for a year?
This is so unreasonable! The boss is too ruthless!!
Submerged in his grief, Eric stood still in his ce.
Eder’s lips stretched into a small but wicked smile as he turned away. Although his lower back was
aching and his neck felt really stiff, he still walked with springs in his steps. He seemed to be in a good
mood.
Eric immediately chased after him, wailing, “Boss! I admit my mistake! Please give me a chance to
make up for it!”
It had been a long time since Grace had slept so peacefully.
She didn’t wake up until 9:30 when her phone began ringing.
“My dear, your dad already learned his lesson fromst night. I promise you that this will never happen
again. Will youe back tonight? The day after tomorrow is the banquet for your…” The call was cut
off by the coughing sound from her father’s end. It was slightly rming to hear
that.
Grace fell on the bed and thought about it before replying, “Okay.”
“Good. Then, after work today, remember toe back early so you can try on your dress, okay?”
“Mhm,” Grace hummed.
After hanging up, she rolled over and tucked burrowed further into the sheets. But just as she was
about to fall back to sleep, something crossed her mind.
She didn’t go back to the mansionst night. Thest thing she remembered was that she was at the
Honey Bar.
But why was she sleeping on a bed?
She sat up abruptly and turned her head just enough to notice that shattered pieces of porcin were
scattered on the floor near the bedside table.
When Eder left, the two bodyguards at the door returned to their station. They were able to immediately
respond when they heard Grace’s voice from inside.
Last night passed in a blur for Grace so she genuinely had no idea what happened. “Who brought me
herest night?”
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“It was Mr. Storm. He took care of you all night.”
Grace frowned.
She immediately checked her body, but apart from her coat that was taken off, she was overall in good
condition.
She was relieved that Eder did not do anything to her, otherwise she might run to his house with a knife
and murder him.
However, if nothing happenedst night, then what was up with that broken porcin?
She didn’t remember if she fought with Eder somehow. She only remembered that she had a dream
about Edgarst night. It was a sweet dream, even. She was able to kiss and hug him.
Fifteen and Aro also had the same question themselves. Unfortunately, only Eder knew what
happened.
Grace: “Fifteen, go find Eder and tell him that I want to talk to him.”
“Yes, Miss. Fifteen immediately left.
“Aro, find the hotel manager andpensate for the broken vase.”
“Okay.”
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Aro turned around and went to open the door. The hotel manager and the waiter who was pushing a
trolley happened to arrive just in time.
When the manager heard about thepensation, she simply shed Grace a ttering smile. “Thank
you, Ms. Smith, however, Mr. Storm already paid for it.”
She may have lost an expensive decoration, but she was paid back ten times the amount. Although Mr.
Storm said the money was for his suggestion to forgo bedside table decorations altogether. Thinking
about that, the manager suniled even brighter and took a step to the side to present the custom-made
food on the trolley.
“In addition, Mr. Storm also specially ordered breakfast for you. It’s all made by our five star chef.
Would you like to try it, Ms. Smith?”
The waiter began to set the small table in the room, and soon, it was full of dish tters.
Grace looked at the breakfast table and pursed her lips.
Eder was actually this thoughtful?
But why did it feel like there was something more to this? He didn’t actually touch herst night, did he?
Grace reached into the quilt and quietly checked herself again, making sure that there was no bruise
nor pain anywhere on her body.
Unable to find anything at all, she could only ask the hotel manager tentatively, “I just returned to this
city, and I don’t know much about this Mr. Storm. Do you know what he looks like?”
The manager shook her head, “Well, people like us aren’t worthy to see his actual face. He wears a
mask everywhere he goes too. I’ve seen his back though, and in my opinion, he shouldn’t be bad-
looking.”
Grace did not say anything.
It seemed that the only was to meet Eder face to face.
She did not take a single bite of the breakfast prepared for her. After washing up, she left the hotel and
went straight to work. She was going to oversee the construction of the Angle Building.
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After a busy morning, Fifteen hurried back. “Miss, I went to Grant family’s mansion. Mr. Storm wasn’t
there.”
“What about in theirpany?”
“I went there too, but he wasn’t there as well.”
Fine.
She was willing to wait tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that. One day, he would be
there.
However, even as she ordered Fifteen to search for two days in a row, and even sent people to
deliberately stand guard at the entrance of the Grant family’s mansion andpany building, Eder was
still nowhere to be seen.
Grace was baffled. Was he avoiding her on purpose?
What the hell was he hiding for?
Two days passed calmly, and soon, it was the night when the engagement was going to be announced.
The banquet was held at her father’s vi. Since it was a high-profile event, many business figures and
influential families attended
There were still two hours before the whole event would start.
Grace was fixing her makeup in her room. Beside her was a golden fringe dress that Miss Z had
custom-made for her. It was an expensive dress, and this reflected on the overall quality. Whenever
she walked, the hem would flutter around her, making her look like a fairy in a painting.
Tolve knocked on the door twice before entering. He stopped by her side and said lowly,
“Mr. Storm isn’t here yet. They said that he went on a mission. It’s likely he won’t make it tonight. If the
engagement is announced without him there, I’m afraid it will be a joke for the audience. What
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Grace remained expressionless.
She didn’t really care. This engagement was a sham for her from the start. Sooner orter, she was
going to break it off anyway.
“It’s alright. Even if he doesn’te, no one will say anything as long as my father is here.”
Only…
This Eder was being too obvious with his avoidance.
She pondered carefully. Just as she put down the powder puff in her hand, another servant knocked on
the door. “Miss, Mr. Grant is here. He requested to see you alone, so he will be waiting for you in the
side hall.”
“Got it.”
Mr. Grant was an elder, so it wasn’t wise to keep him waiting. After Grace changed into her dress, she
immediately went to the side hall.
“Hello, Grandfather. I’m d you arrived safely. It was Dad who ordered some fine quality tea for this
asion. I hope you like it so far.”
She greeted him softly and politely.
Mr. Grant was surprised to see her when he turned and put down the teacup.
“Child,e. Sit closer and let me get to know you better.”
Grace smiled as she obediently sat beside him.
Although it was the first time they had met, Mr. Grant liked her immediately. Not only was she beautiful
and elegant, she was also good at talking. She seemed like she had a clear mind.
Mr. Grant was very satisfied. “What a good child. No wonder Ed likes you. He has never asked me for
anything, but for the first time, he begged me to have the two of you engaged.”
Grace couldn’t pay attention to what he said next.
The only thing in her mind was the fact that it was Eder who begged Mr. Grant to have this
engagement.
Therefore, that b astard actually lied to her! He actually nned this all along!
But why on earth was he hiding now?