"You just said that Miss Grace was calling me in her dream?" If he understood correctly, "Lo" referred to
him, right? Leon felt so weird... Ahem, could it be that his charm was too great? Except that Franklin
took Grace to visit him that day, he and Grace only met once.
"Caden, is she really calling 'Lo'?" Leon was really curious, so he asked again.
Before finishing speaking, Caden cut off the call.
"Hello? Hello? Caden, you haven't answered me yet!"
On the other side of the phone, Caden hung up.
It was not the first time that he heard the word "Lo" in this woman's dream. If it weren't for Leon... who
was it?
He bent his finger to tap on the desk of the conference room. Suddenly, he stopped. He immediately
called Kirk, "Go and check if there is anyone in the prison called 'Lo'."
Obviously, although Caden was not completely sure whether there was someone called "Lo" beside
Grace three years ago, but after she came back, she was always babbling the name in her dream, so
the clue pointed to that place—the prison she lived for three years!
He turned around to return to the office.
The woman on the sofa slept very deeply without any signs of awakening.
He was sitting behind his desk and working. His secretary came in, "Mr..."
As soon as the secretary made a sound, she saw the man behind the desk raised his index finger,
motioned her to be quiet, and his gaze swept back to the sofa. Following the man’s gaze, the secretary
saw a woman sleeping on the sofa. She nodded and expressed her understanding.
Without speaking, she walked towards the desk, but the sound of high heels tapping on the ground
could not be eliminated. The man behind the desk stared at her coldly. The poor secretary's little heart
throbbed. She hastened to walk on tiptoes with fright.
Approximately, in this world, only women understood how painful wearing high heels of seven or eight
centimeters and walking on tiptoes. This incident could be called one of the top ten tortures
punishments!
She finally walked to the desk, then put the document on the desk. She said in a low voice, "Mr. Caden,
you need to sign this document."
The secretary watched her boss sign his name easily, but she felt bitter. It was a simple signature for
the boss. She took the file and walked back again... without making sound.
However, it was the first time she saw her boss was so nervous and careful to a woman. With curiosity,
she peeped towards the sofa... Uh, she was disappointed.
Such an ordinary girl...
After looking at her carefully, she felt a little familiar. After suspicious in her heart, she looked more
carefully. This time, the more she looked, the more she felt the girl familiar.
Suddenly, she couldn't help it but to ask, "Mr. Caden, she... looks like Miss Grace very much."
Maybe it was because she was in surprise so that her voice was loud, or because the temperature of
the air conditioner was low, the woman on the sofa opened her eyes. When she opened her eyes, her
brain was still in a state of crashing.
She blinked at first and then looked around. When she saw Caden behind the desk, suddenly, her mind
was very clear.
"Come here, Grace." Behind the desk, the man waved to the woman who had just woke up.
Grace was stunned by his beckoning, and the secretary was also stunned too...Uh...
"Miss... Grace?" The secretary exclaimed.
When Grace saw the unbelievable look on the secretary’s face, her body trembled.
"Are you... Miss Grace?" The secretary seemed to be unable to believe it and walked to the sofa
quickly.
Grace's face was pale. This kind of gaze which was scrutiny and the other's unbelievable look made
her unable to face herself.
Such gazes seemed to remind herself over and over again that the unbearable torture experienced in
those three years. She wanted to live with self-respect and self-love. She also wanted to live with pride
and dignity...
"Hello, Ms. Ella." A pale smile was extremely awkward, "Long time no see."
Even this greeting was pale and empty.
Ella couldn't believe that the woman in front of her would be the previous stunning Grace!
"Why do you..." ‘become like this...’ Ella wanted to ask, but suddenly realized that it wasn't appropriate,
so she stopped abruptly. In an instant, she felt a little embarrassed. "Miss Grace, I'm going out to work
first."
After saying that, she left the president's office as soon as possible.
Grace didn't know when Caden had stood up. He walked towards her. After raising his hand to check
the time, he said, "Let's go, it's almost time for lunch. Go downstairs for lunch."
Thinking that she had to go through the torture of being watched by the crowd all the way again, Grace
didn't want to walk out of this office, so she said in a rough voice with her head down, "I'm not hungry."
Caden raised his eyebrows. "I'm hungry."
"I... don't want to eat. I... I am sick and have no appetite. I don’t want to eat."
Caden saw through the woman who wanted to escape again. He said calmly, "Oh, do you felt bad?
Okay, I'll take you to the hospital."
As he said, he took out his cell phone and dialed out, "Humbert, are you in the hospital now?"
Just when he was asking, the woman on the sofa suddenly reached out her hand and yanked his
sleeve violently. He was a little surprised. He didn't expect that calling Humbert would really annoy her.
It caught his off guard. Falling down and knowing what would happen next, he quickly stretched out his
other hand to prop to the back of the sofa.
"Hello? Hello?" The phone was still held to his ear. On the other end of the phone, Humbert looked
inexplicably, "I'm at work, Caden? Are you still there?"
"Oh, that's it, I'll be..." While he was talking, a small hand stretched out to cover his mouth tightly.
The man felt a little surprised. With his gaze shifted down, it fell on the face of the woman, so he looked
at her with a smile and raised the phone again. He pointed his finger downwards. The meaning was to
ask her whether to go to the hospital or go downstairs for lunch.
For Grace, she didn’t want to choose neither of them.
"We... we can order takeaway." She said, begging for mercy in her eyes... She really didn't want to see
those eyes anymore. She lived in the dark world. Why should he force her step by step to see the sun?
The man raised his eyebrows and did not comment. On the phone, Humbert yelled. "Caden! Are you
with Grace? Are you with Grace! Speak!"
Humbert asked eagerly. Caden pressed his thumb and silently cut off the call.
"Beep--" Humbert stared at the phone in his hand with astonishment. After a while, "Damn it!"
Caden looked at the woman under him. He looked down at the palm who was covering his mouth.
Grace followed his gaze and immediately realized that her hand was still covering his mouth. She was
about to withdraw her hand quickly.
Suddenly!
Her wrist was caught by his hand. Grace glanced over. The man held her wrist and his head slightly
lowered. A soft kiss landed on her palm.
Suddenly, the palm of her hand was hot like fire burning!
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