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.

not going!” She stared at him stubbornly, not answering his question, but emphasizing her

run all the way here?” His gaze

care about that at all, did it matter how she come here? Running or not, how was that

important thing

said! I

the way here?”

this cold gaze was

from the man behind the desk, which was so intense that

she was extremely stubborn, biting her lips tightly and standing at the door quietly. She did not intend to give in, thus, she stared into

of her chest. Her eyes reddened, but she insisted to be

back, the man was still the same

knock on her own brain. Why was she so impulsive, why would she come to provoke

around and

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

meaning of that

man laughed soundlessly, suddenly scooped Grace up in his arms, walking towards the

bedroom, the old butler had already brought a group of people here, waiting by the door. He was just

to see Caden. Though he was old, he was quite experienced. His gaze landed on the arms of Caden, and his eyes moved a bit with

walking straight into

his order, nobody would be stupid enough to break in 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 they couldn’t; they knew what kind of things they could do as well as the things they

sank. She raised her head and saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed, one of his hands was

pale, eyes looking outside of the door… So many people!

Grace’s face became pale. She stretched

force. The man turned around and glanced at her, the sign of

heart shrank, she clenched her teeth and pressed down