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."

other end of the

Shaw family, the

truth. There

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

hurried to the study and knocked on

him to go

miasma of smoke in it, and the dark curtains

the man inside who worked

a new man, a diligent worker. When everyone thought he

his work, and he worked day and night. Mr. Joseph and Mr. White had persuaded him, but the

much as he cared about his wife, he

like he treated

it is the young master of the Wilson

finished, behind the smoky desk, came the indifferent voice,

the housekeeper. He thought that the man behind the desk

telling me that they have found the whereabouts of Grace in the past three

and in the midst of his words, he had signed a

and call the top brass here. I need

that the young man from the Wilson Group just called to tell them the news.

was asking for mercy, so he gave false information, but

a picture to

held his pen in midair, and the

seemed to have stopped half a

Suddenly!

man leaped from the leather chair and ran past the butler

a low

the person was caught off guard and stuttered,

are you? I'll find

the Wilson family was in a panic, "Mr. Shaw, where are you? I, I'll

asked the terrible

address, I will find you

in MY Café.” said the man nervously, and quickly reported his address to the