Chapter 1510
Life went on. Grace was busy at the restaurant during the day.
In the evening she returned to her hotel. She would find time to go shopping with Summer and
Sherman.
Charlie hadn''t called her since the night they had a fight and Grace lost her temper!
It had been over a week. The two never contacted each other.
In fact, Grace checked her phone every night but was disappointed every time. In one week, she
smashed three phones out of indignation.
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This day, Sherman and Kingsley were going back to Lanechett, and Grace and
Summer went to the airport to see them off.
They hugged each other and said goodbye, and Grace and Summer watched the two go through
security.
Just as Grace and Summer were about to go back, Grace caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. It
was Charlie.
And with him was Be. There was a faint smile on Charlie''s face, and there was a special feeling of
tenderness, warmth, and some subtle affection in his eyes.
Grace saw it clearly, and she knew the look in his eyes. Summer looked in the direction of Grace''s
gaze in amazement, and then she frowned.
When Summer got aware of the situation, the two had got in the car. Charlie opened the door for
Be.
Summer looked at Grace with concern.
But Grace looked quite nonchnt. She casually took out her cell phone and called Billy, "Where
has Charlie been these days?"
"He went on a business trip. What''s going on?" Billy asked, "He went to the Athana to sign a
contract with WG."
Grace hung up the phone. Then she called Charlie.
There was no answer on the phone. She dialed his number again. Then the line was busy. She tried
another time and was still on the line. She didn''t give up, yet finally, Charlie turned off the phone.
The whole time, Grace stood there and dialed Charlie''s number eight times. Charlie hung up, and
Grace dialed it again!
Summer called at Grace softly, and Grace looked back at her and even worked up a smile on her
face, "Let''s go back." Although Summer had known Grace for so long, she didn''t know what was
going through Grace''s mind at the moment.
Summer was worried that Grace would do something crazy.
Although Grace told her to go home, Summer didn''t leave.
Grace went into the kitchen of the restaurant as usual, busy preparing and mashing the ingredients.
She looked as if there was not a worry on her mind.
But Summer thought it was the tranquility before the storm came in.
Preparing the ingredients was busy and exhausting.
Grace took the hammer in her hand and pounded on the ingredients repeatedly.
It was summertime, and the sun was already zing outside. The bright sunlight was blinding.
The kitchen was extremely hot, especially with the stove in it. The heat in there was dazzling.
Summer stood a distance away from the stove, but still sweated all the time. The sweat kept drilling
down her back, and she was irritable.
''This damn weather! Why is it so hot!''
Summer finally couldn''t watch Grace work anymore. She walked up to Grace, grabbed the hammer
out of her hand, and tossed it aside. "You''re crazy!"
Although Grace was the owner of the restaurant, she worked harder than the employees.
The employees at least could take a break and work in the hall with the air conditioning, but Grace
was doing the hardest work in the hot kitchen.
Grace sat up straight in her chair and raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead, "What''s
wrong with me?"
Summer shook her head, "You''re so quiet.
This is not you!"
Sherman used to be the quietest and calmest of the three.