I've Been There Before

Caden left while bringing Grace along. Leon was caressing his chin listlessly at a quiet corner of the James house which contrasted with the bustling noise inside. He crooned. “Is that Grace?”

The ‘Grace’ today gave him a complete different feeling. His dark eyes gleamed feeling interested and his thin lips pursed. He plunged his hands into the pockets of his suit trouser and left the yard languidly.

“Guess who I saw today?” He walked towards his car which was parked at the roadside while making a call to Franklin. “You’ll never guess who.”

“Since I can’t guess it out, I shall not ask.” Rumbling noise was heard from the speaker and Franklin was replying casually. “Leon, do you want to have fun here? The new girl from HJ Club is interesting.” Leon ignored him and said, “It’s Grace. I saw Grace at the James house.”

There was a moment of silence from the other end of the phone, and the man’s cheerful laughter was heard. “Who? Her? You have no idea, Leon. I’ve already been bored of that kind of woman, and you call me just to tell me about her?” Leon sighed softly. “Is that it? Frank? If you really think that way, why did you keep on hanging out in the red-light district?”

Franklin chuckled. “You’re funny, Leon. I am that kind of person after all. Just pretend that I’ve bumped my head and have gone temporarily out of mind.” He started to become impatient and continued. “Alright, I’m still in the middle of the fun. If there’s nothing else I’m going to hang up.”

He then heard Leon’s low voice when he was about to hang up. “I suppose you know Wei’ai? The James family has organized a banquet today when in fact they’re auctioning Wei’ai. Caden Shaw has lent Grace 400 million and Wei’ai has been bought by Grace. Frank, think about it. Grace who is filthy in your eyes has taken over Wei’ai, don’t you lose to her in the end when you’re even the young master of the Cordon family.” Franklin directly hung up the call without giving him a second notice this time when he finished his words.

the car and drove it away. He had done everything he could. As for whether Franklin would escape from his decadence, it depended

hate nor hold a grudge to as long as Franklin was able to

Grace deepened or how much injustice Grace suffered due to his words…The curvature of the corner of his lips lacked any sensibility and that had disclosed his attitude---he was willing to trade

was sitting

that absent-minded? Our buddies are calling you in for a drink.” A young man with chestnut short perm approached him while grinning. He hung his arm over Franklin’s shoulder and held a

his hand, making the glass fell from the man’s hand and snorted coldly. “Who’s your buddy?

man was startled yet he smiled the next moment. “Oh, come on. Everybody, look,

by Franklin with a chuckle. “I only drink some beer with you and now you approach me and make me your buddy? Sorry to say, my mom did not have so many ‘sons’. The point of flattering depends on others’ mood. It’s okay to drink with you during a good mood but don’t you pretend to be buddies when the mood’s not great.” He sneered, took out a pile of cash and tossed it

cigarettes. He lit up a cigarette and took a deep sip, exhaling a billow of white smoke. There was still a length of the cigarette left from the newly lit end, yet his fingers let loose and the cigarette fell silently to the ground. He stepped hardly on it to put the fire out with his customized leather shoes and crushed it back and forth. His eyes went cold at once and he peered through the window with an unfriendly look. He lifted his foot which was stepping

car was speeding along the road and was almost flying, yet he seemed to not notice it at all. His

swooshed all the way and finally stopped in front of the Cordon mansion. The car door was pushed

old master has