Chapter 1411


    Mckenzie passed a pestle to Grace, telling Grace silently that she was serious.


    Grace paused for a while, but thinking of Charlie, she finally reached out and took it.


    She didn''t feel anything wrong at first.


    Gradually, her palms became hot, and the spicy smell made her cough all the time. Her back and


    waist were sore. In short, it was torture for her.


    Grace’s patience was running out.


    Mckenzie was not in the kitchen. Grace kicked over a basket. After venting her annoyance, she


    continued to mash the ingredients.


    She was busy until the evening.


    As night fell, the lights came on. Grace finally finished mashing the ingredients in the pot.


    She slowly stood up with a hand on her hip. Her waist was painful as if sprained.


    She couldn''t even drive, so she stopped a cab and went back to the vi.


    The maid helped her into the room. She kicked off her high heels and copsed into the soft bed.


    Mckenzie was still busy in the restaurant. As she was wheeled by the waiter into the kitchen and


    saw the iron pot, her face softened.


    Although Grace didn''t do it perfectly, she didn''t leave halfway but finished her work.


    The evening was the peak mealtime of the restaurant.


    Many guests surged over.


    It was so crowded and there were no seats avable. Mckenzie sat in the hall. She poured a cup of


    tea and slowly sipped, looking up the street.


    When a slender figure came into view, Mckenzie’s expression suddenly changed. She stared at the


    figure.


    After that, she hurriedly called the waiter standing by. "Hurry up and wheel me out!"


    Although the waiter was puzzled, he quickly wheeled her out.


    Mckenzie looked at the crowd and searched for that figure.


    However, there were too many people on the street. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared.


    Mckenzie frowned thoughtfully.


    At 9 p.m., Grace was about to fall asleep when the maid knocked on the door and told her to go


    downstairs for dinner.


    Normally, to lose weight and maintain her slender figure, she didn''t eat after noon.


    As long as it was after 3 p.m., she would only eat some fruits and vegetables rather than stable


    food.


    Perhaps because of the hard physical work, she could hear her stomach growling while lying in bed.


    She casually put on her slippers and went downstairs.


    Charlie had juste back from work. He handed the briefcase to the maid next to him, sat down


    beside Grace, and kneaded her shoulders with his long fingers. "Are you okay?"


    "Yes. A little harder, right.”


    Gracezily closed her eyes, snuggling up to him limply and enjoying the massage.


    Her body was soft and fragrant. Charlie was delighted. His eyes narrowed again as he warned,


    "Don''t seduce me."


    Grace moved to find the mostfortable position, saying, "I would like to, but I have no strength."


    "Very tired?”


    "Of course. No kidding. I left with your mom this morning but got back only a step ahead of you. I


    can''t even hold the fork."


    Grace finally could tell someone what she suffered, putting her long sexy legs on hisp.


    Charlie felt sorry for her, kneading her shoulders and arms with a tender look.


    Mckenzie saw this when she entered the living room, feeling unhappy.


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