I've Been There Before

“Half an hour later, someone will help design the style for you.”

With that, the door was closed again quietly.

Watching the closed door, Grace clenched her fists tightly… Why did she get to this point!

Why could he look so calm after all these things?

Why was she imprisoned in this gorgeous mansion!

Today, Gloria became the only way that she could contact the outside world.

She sat by the window dazedly, she had the view of half of the entire mansion. The two iron gates were opened, allowing the entrance of a business car.

She pushed the window open slightly, hearing the sound of the car engine, the brakes and the flameout. After that, it was the voice of the rigid butler saying “Follow me”. Grace sat by the window and listened to all the sounds. The expressionless face of Sam the butler appeared in her mind again.

She suddenly stood up and ran out of the bedroom. Her fingers on the doorknob, and pulled open the door.

She ran all the way to the study room according to her memory… She panted heavily as she ran.

Bang!

The door was smashed to the wall:

“Caden Shaw, I am not going!”

The study room was immersed in smoke. The man sat on the chair and kept smoking when the door was knocked open. The loud noise made his cigar tremble a little, but soon, he looked as cold as usual.

His dark eyes landed on the woman standing by the door. Seeing that she was panting heavily, he asked, “Did you run all the way here?” His voice was light.

stared at him stubbornly, not answering his question,

run all the way here?” His gaze was as sharp as the eagle, targeting on

matter how she come here? Running or not, how was that

important thing

I am not

ask you one last time, did you run all the way here?” His gaze got cold, staring

was partly hidden and partly visible,

from the man behind the

the door quietly. She did not intend to give in, thus, she stared

pounding so fast that as though it was about to jump out of her chest. Her eyes reddened, but she insisted to be

back, the man was still the same as before… No, he was even

she suddenly realized something that made her want to knock on her own brain. Why was

around and wanted to

shoulder from behind firmly. The low voice unique to that man reached her ears, “Where

her head aside, and the meaning of that

scooped Grace up in his

brought a group of people here, waiting by the door. He was just about to

Caden. Though he was old, he was quite experienced. His gaze landed on the arms of Caden, and his eyes

answered mildly, walking straight into

at

of the bedroom, with the door open. No one dared to peek inside the room. Working in this circle, these people were all experienced and they knew what kind of people they could offend as well as the people

felt the bed sank. She raised her head and saw the man

turned pale, eyes looking outside of the door… So

of a certain possibility, Grace’s face became pale. She stretched out her leg and wanted

her ankle exerted more force. The man turned around and glanced

her teeth and pressed