I've Been There Before

Payne was still up, and since his illness, his soul was like being ripped out of him and he couldn’t sleep all night.

He had already silenced the WeChat, but he happened to check it today. When he saw what was gossiping about in the chatting group, his heart had almost jumped out of his throat.

Hope emerged in his eyes!

Grace!

Grace!

Grace was found!

“Cassie, is that true?!" He typed a few words with some eagerness.

"I would be a puppy if I lied to you." Cassie said, "And that's your sister, isn't it? Can't you tell?"

Cassie was lying on the bed, typing quickly, and to be honest, she couldn't tell that the woman in the picture would be Grace.

"Payne, I heard you have leukemia, wouldn't you ...?"

Someone in the group joked.

Payne was silent.

Cassie broke out another news, "Franklin, you remember? He came to Dali to look for the woman in the picture! So, I'm guessing whether that woman in the photo is Grace or not."

Cassie forgot that there was no Franklin, no Caden, no Ingemar, no Humbert in the group.

But there were a bunch people waiting in line to butter Caden up.

At about the same time, several phone calls had reached the Shaw family.

The housekeeper answered the phone, "I'm sorry, Mr. Shaw is busy and he is not available."

"Don't hang up the phone, I have news for Miss Grace."

The butler paused in midair and picked up the receiver again. "You know, Mr. Wilson, if you're only joking, that's enough for me."

was reminding the person on the other end of the line not to make

Shaw family, the name Grace

truth. There are pictures

Venus. He was usually steady. Now that Wilson had said so, he nodded politely, "Mr. Wilson, wait a

housekeeper hurried to the study and knocked

him to

there was a miasma of smoke in it, and the dark curtains were closed, blocking

sympathy for the man inside who worked day and

been a new man, a diligent worker. When everyone

White had persuaded him, but the master was still living

his wife, he cared about his

like he treated

is the young master of

housekeeper finished, behind the smoky desk, came the indifferent voice, "I don’t know him.

the housekeeper. He thought that the man behind

that they have found the

in the midst of his

brass here. I need

Group just called to tell them the

hesitated whether the young man was asking for mercy, so he gave false information, but thinking of him saying that he had a

a picture to prove it. The picture of

the desk held his pen in midair, and

to have stopped

Suddenly!

leather chair and ran past the butler side around towards the

phone at once and said in a

the low voice, the person was caught off guard and stuttered, "Yes... I... have some photos

are you? I'll

the Wilson family was in

terrible man to come to him

the address, I will find

said the man nervously, and