Gerald was shocked by what Grace said, but he didn't show it.Instead, he played along with it."Hey, Honey," He said as he waved back at her.Grace's eyes widened in surprise.Then Gerald walked towards her and placed a kiss on her forehead.Grace's jaw dropped open.Gerald noticed it. He stood in a way that Fiona and Ivan wouldn't see, and then he used his hand to lift it lightly.Grace looked up to him.Gerald had a smirk on his face.She moved a step backward, away from Gerald, and bumped into the car.She wasn't expecting what just happened to happen.She had gone to a meeting with another driver because Gerald had informed her earlier that he would be busy in the afternoon.When she got home, she found out that He wasn't there yet.She saw the maids at home carrying some bowls and other stuff in and out of her grandpa's room.She walked in and saw him giving instructions to the maids."What's going on Grandpa?" She had asked.The moment he caught sight of her, he smiled at her.
"Ah!" Fiona yelled the moment they drove off.She started pacing back and forth."I don't understand, how can she put so much trust in that idiot to the point that she refuses to even listen to us!" She yells.Ivan moves close to her and places both hands on her shoulder, but she shoves it off."You need to calm down Fiona," He said to her.She laughed and said, "Calm down, Calm down! CALM DOWN!" She yells, each phrase a pitch higher. She was so upset."How can that little brat refuse to listen to me even after I told her Gerald was dangerous? She is such a spoiled...""Keep quiet, Fiona, this company belongs to her family so you can't say that here," Ivan said, interrupted her.Fiona glared at Ivan, but then she screamed.She raked her hair with her hands.He was right, she can't just insult Grace in front of her own company."But what did we do wrong?" She asked angrily.Ivan didn't know what to say.He just stared as Fiona threw her anger feats.But just then something came to his
Gerald walked into the Wellington family's mansion.He saw some maids lined up in front of Mr. Wellington's room.When he got to the door, John, who was just outside the door, greeted him."Good evening, Mr. Gerald," John said to him."Good evening, Mr. John," Gerald replied. "Where is Mr. Wellington?" He asked him as he looked towards the maids and then back at John."Right in his room Mr. Gerald," He said to him as he opened the door."No, wait a minute," Gerald signaled. "What about the herb I told you about, were you able to get it?" He asked John."Oh!" John exclaimed. "I'll go get it now," He said.Gerald watched John walk away, so he decided to also leave to go get his tools.He went into his room and opened up his bag.He had bought a set of golden acupuncture needles to use on Mr. Wellin
Grace paced back and forth at the porch of the Wellington mansion.Mr. John stared at her nervously.He had never seen her this restless and worried."You need to sit down, Miss Grace, you have been doing this for more than half an hour now," He said to her.She didn't listen to him, just like she didn't all the times that he had said it."I can't Mr. John. It's been close to an hour and still no word from them," She said to him.She wanted to know what was going on with her Grandpa.After giving orders to the bodyguards, she was hurrying to Mr. Wellington's room when Mr. John met her halfway and told her that Mr. Gerald had asked him to leave."Okay, I understand," she had said to him.After she found out that Gerald was going to use a traditional procedure to cure her Grandpa, she did some research.
Gerald had a wide smile plastered on his face as he stared down at Fiona who stood frozen in place. He was pleased with the way Grace handled the situation and now he watched Fiona, waiting for her reaction.Fiona’s lips hung open as she tried to process Grace's words. She would have never expected Grace's reaction as she wanted her revelation of Gerald's past to cause an uproar. Now, instead of driving a wedge between them, Grace seemed to want Gerald even more and the way she clung to him just infuriated her even more.“B..but Miss Grace, you need to listen to me!” Fiona stuttered as she pointed a trembling finger towards Gerald. “He's not who you think he is!”“I know exactly who he is,” Grace cut her off coldly. “And I trust him more than anyone. So unless you have something worthwhile to say, I suggest you leave now.” Gerald flashed a smug smirk at Fiona which infuriated her even more. She yanked her arm out of the guards grip and took a step closer to Grace.“You’re making a h
Gerald watched in awe as he saw Grace's lips curl in a cruel smile. He knew she could be annoying but he didn't know she had this side to her which made him wonder what was it that she wanted to do to him.“I’m going to make sure your company is blacklisted by every major player in the industry.” She declared. “Your career, your reputation, everything you worked for is going to crumble. You know the influence my grandfather holds so this isn't an empty threat.”Fiona's eyes widened in horror and Ivan started to feel very uncomfortable. They knew how powerful Grace’s family was and how far their reach extended. They never expected that their plan would backfire on them in this sort of way. If Grace followed through on her threats, then this would be the end of her career.“What are you saying Grace? Please you can't do this. I was only trying to protect you. I never meant for things to go this far.” Fiona’s entire demeanor changed as she began to beg for mercy.“You should have though
If Gerald's feelings were to be summed up in one word when he saw Fiona being dragged away, then it would be satisfaction. There was something deeply cathartic about finally seeing her get what she deserved after everything she had put him through. It was only fitting that Karma did what if knew how to do best.Gerald decided to forget about her and focus on the task at hand, the recovery of Grace's grandfather.They stepped into the opulent mansion and the butler appeared before them and bowed.“Miss Grace, Mr Zhao is expecting you in the study,” the butler said with a polite and respectful tone.Gerald furrowed his brows in confusion. He was in the study? He left him in his bedroom fast asleep. If he was in the study now then that could mean only one thing.Grace nodded and squeezed Gerald's hand before releasing it. “Let's go” she said and lead the way to the study.They reached the study and entered. It was a large study room, lined with bookshelves filled with old, leather bound
Gerald, please I need to talk to you. I know I've hurt you, but I still love you. Please can we meet.Gerald was dumbfounded when he saw the message. One would think that Fiona would learn her lesson and never contact him again but it seems like she had a much harder skin than he thought. Part of him wanted to ignore it and cut ties with her completely but another part of him wanted to know what this was about. He was interested in what she had to say that would change his mind.With a deep sigh, he typed out a response.Fine. Let's meet tomorrow, I want to hear what you have to say, after this. We are done.—---The next day, Gerald met Fiona at a small cafe in one of the quiet parts of town. She looked very nervous and all semblance of the prideful woman she had been yesterday was completely gone. Gerald would have belived her meekness if he hadn't been subjected to her cruelty first hand.“Thank you meet me.” Fiona said quietly, “I know..I don't deserve to be in your presence but I