The door of the dormitory was opened. In the living room, there was a woman collapsing on the
ground, looking at the floor tiles in a daze.
She just kept her eyes open and stared at the floor tiles blankly. A line of tears slid down from her face.
She used to think that both of Mona Lisa’s eyes were smiling, but some people said that one of Mona
Lisa’s eyes was crying while the other one was smiling. What a ridiculous and impossible thing!
Grace had always felt that it just happened to be a problem that the painter used different color, but
was then exaggeratedly promoted by later generations.
How could it be possible in this world that one eye was crying and the other was smiling?
It was ridiculous!
But at this moment, Grace thought that a person could be in two completely contrary moods at the
same time.
That was how she felt know.
The pleasure of revenge made her want to laugh openly, and the feeling of being treated as trash by
her family made her want to cry... Finally, she looked a little crazy whit a line of tears and smile on her
face.
She didn't know whether she was laughing with crying, or crying with laughing.
The next day.
In the Shaw’s mansion, there was man sitting on the sofa in the living room gracefully.
Opposite the sofa, a middle-aged couple was pleased him cautiously.
Behind the man stood an old butler with a serious look and gray hair. He looked very solemn.
Caden's glance flicked round the present on the coffee table in front of him, and came to the middle-
aged couple opposite.
He curled his lips slightly, "I understand what you meant, Mr. James" There was a hint of disdain in his
eyes. After saying this, he stood up neatly and called out, "Sam, walk out with Mr. James and Mrs.
James."
"Yes, sir."
Sam, the butler of the Shaw family, stepped forward, bowed slightly, and made a "please" gesture, "Mr.
Caden has already known what you meant, Mr. James, Mrs. James. He has been very busy recently. I
will walk with you out of the house."
"Then this gift..." Jafar, Grace father, became a little nervous, looking at Caden expectantly.
Caden tilted his head slightly, and smiled, "As it’s your compliment, just leave it here."
Hearing this, Jafar breathed a sigh of relief... He accepted his gift, which meant he promised not to
implicate the James Group and the rest of the James family because of that bastard.
"President Shaw, please take your time, we are leaving now."
Jafar felt a lot more relaxed, and walked outside the house with the stern Sam.
They stopped next to their car. Sam was two meters away from Mr. James and his wife.
Before getting in the car, Jafar hesitated, turned around, and looked at Sam, "Mr. Venus, it's that we
didn't educate our daughter and harmed Wallis, such a good girl. I'm sorry, Mr. Venus."
If Grace was here, she would feel sad... Her biological father confessed on behalf her before she
pleaded the guilty.
Sam’s expressionless face reminded as serious as usual. He said indifferently, "Wallis has passed
away for three years. If it was her fate, I would resign to it."
"It is Miss James’ sin, she should make atonement by herself. It has nothing to do with you, Mr. James.
Although I'm just a butler of the Shaw family, I can still judge right from wrong."
"Mr. James, I heard... you made a report this morning to sever the relationship with Miss James."
"Mr. Venus, you are so righteous. I'm ashamed. As for Grace, such an evil-minded person, can’t stay in
the James family. And the James family can no longer withstand the storm. If the newspaper can make
President Shaw and you feel more comfortable, it worth for me doing such an unkind thing."
Sam finally showed a smile on his harsh old face, "It’s getting late, goodbye, Mr. James and Mrs.
James."
Sam watched Jafar’s car drive out of the Shaw mansion before turning around and walking back.
All the way to the second floor, "Sir, they have left."
"Yeah," Caden was holding the gift from Jafar in his hand, sizing it up with his beautiful eyes. A trace of
irony overflowed in his eyes. Then he raised his hand and threw the gift at the feet of Sam, "Throw it
away."
"Yes, sir." When Sam bent down to pick up the gift on the ground, he heard the man's question again,
"I asked you to investigate what the woman went through in jail. Have you found it out?"
Sam who bent waist shuddered undetectably. His dim old eyes flickered without a trace. He replied
without a smile.
"Sir, is Miss James the woman you refer to?" Sam picked up the gift on the ground and stood up
straight again. "Miss James was too proud when she entered the prison at the beginning. Her
arrogance aroused the disgust of some people, and she suffered some hardship."
Caden’s beautiful brows furrowed slightly, "What's wrong with her kidney?"
She aroused people's disgust, and was certain to be beaten. But how could the kidney be removed in
that place.
"There is a misunderstanding here." Sam said solemnly, "Miss James was also unlucky. One of the
criminals was sick. For the purpose of treatment, one of her kidneys needed to be removed. Miss
James usually offended many people and was schemed by others."
"But Miss James has really bled the innocent blood."
When Sam finished speaking, he raised his head and saw a pair of mocking eyes looking at him. Sam
kept calm on his face, but felt sacred, "Sir, Miss. James is indeed very miserable. Although I hate her
very much, she is also Wallis’ best friend in the world."
"No matter how I hate her, I would never hide these things happened to her in the prison from you."
The implication of his words was that it was all he inquired about. As for whether there was a lie on the
other end, then he didn't know.
Caden squinted, with contemplation in his eyes, remembering that Grace’s character three years ago...
she was indeed blatant. And it was hard for her to face up the reality after falling from the top of the
mountain into the mud all of a sudden.
He also remembered what Grace said that day, how could those people dare to bully her without his
permission... After all, what happened to her was somewhat because of him.
He waved his hand at Sam, "Go down."
Sam hesitated.
"Get your words straight."
Sam nodded, "Sir... I heard that Miss James works at Royal Club."
On the sofa, the man’s indifferent eyes fell on Sam. When being watched by him, Sam’s heart raced
uncontrollably, and a few cold sweats came from his forehead. At this moment, the man took his eyes
off Sam,
"Sam, you have heard a lot of things."
His understatement made Sam nervous again, "No, sir, I just..."
"Sam, I understand that you care about the murderer who killed her daughter. This is excusable. But
your responsibility is to manage this mansion."
With a faint warning sound, Sam felt uneasy and said quickly, "Yes, sir, you’re right."
"Well, just leave now."
Caden was warning Sam not to interfere with Grace’s matters after she was released from prison. If he
knew it, Sam would not be easy.
Sam walked out of the bedroom door, pinching Jafar's gift in his hand, with blue veins bulging on the
back of his hand, and gritted his teeth!
Wallis was dead, but that bitch had only been jailed for three years!
She only lost a kidney.
What Wallis lost was her life!
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