Chapter 1409


    "It''ste. Get up quickly. Mom is waiting for you in the living room. I''ve called your president."


    She hadn''t slept enough. It was Saturday, but she couldn''t even have a lie-in!


    Grace squinted, rolled over, and closed her eyes. "Let me sleep a little longer."


    Charlie resignedly pinched his brow. "Get up now. Otherwise, I''ll y my ace!"


    Grace ignored it.


    She was used to having two days off a week. It was hard for her to get up early on Saturday.


    Charlie could only scratch her armpit.


    Grace was very ticklish. She couldn’t resist chuckling and finally surrendered in tears. "Alright, I’ll


    get up."


    "I''ll go to thepany first."


    Charlie stood up and left the purse on the table.


    Grace sat up, nodded, and casually tied up her curly hair. "Be careful on the way. I’m going to the


    bathroom."


    When Grace came out of the bathroom, it was almost an hourter.


    She had cleaned up and made herself up.


    She wore a tight ck shirt with a boat neck, a white skirt that revealed her fairy legs, and purple


    high heels.


    She looked mature, elegant, and charming.


    Mckenzie was frequently frowning downstairs.


    Almost an hour had passed since she asked Charlie to wake Grace up, but Grace still didn''te


    down.


    What the hell was she doing?


    Though angry, Mckenzie was polite to Grace.


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    She knew what kind of person Grace was and was surprised that her son could persuade Grace to


    work in the restaurant.


    As Grace appeared, Mckenzie slightly frowned.


    She was asking Grace to work in the restaurant, but not to enter a beauty contest, so why was


    Grace dressed so loudly?


    However, for Grace, these were the most conservative and ordinary clothes in her closet.


    Therefore, she didn’t feel anything wrong. Instead, she smiled at Mckenzie. "Are we leaving now?"


    Mckenzie wrinkled her brows disapprovingly, but she controlled herself and asked the maid to wheel


    her into the car.


    Grace didn''t follow her. She walked out of the garage, driving the Land Rover out. It looked as


    domineering as her.


    Eventually, the two cars arrived at the restaurant.


    The doorman came forward, took the keys, and parked the cars for them. Mckenzie and Grace


    entered the restaurant.


    Mckenzie took Grace directly to the kitchen. There was a room partitioned off that was used for


    making the dressing.


    Mckenzie told everyone else to leave. She and Grace stayed alone in the room.


    Seeing this, Grace felt Mckenzie was making a fuss.


    Weren''t they just going to make dressing? Why did Mckenzie act like a secret agent?


    "Wash your hands first. After you''re ready, we''ll start," Mckenzie said.


    Grace’s long, slender eyes narrowed as she went to the restroom.


    Therge iron pot was ced in the room. ck smoke emanated from live coals. Grace’s face


    darkened as she saw this.


    Yet thinking that she had promised Charlie, she could only endure it.


    On the one hand, she couldn''t go back on her word. On the other hand, she didn''t want to put


    Charlie in an awkward position. Immediately after that, Mckenzie began to tell Grace about the


    ingredients and asked her to put them into the iron pot.