Steal my heart by Savannah Kade

The James Group would be doomed! The news had recently spread like wildfire in S City.

"Caden Shaw, this guy..." When the wealthy gathered in private and got drunk, they began to talk about this matter.

"That's too little of nostalgia. After all, Jafar James is his former father-in-law." Leon Lo smiled and smoked his cigarette silently at the banquet. The smoke was white and hazy.

He was impatient with this kind of banquet, but he had to attend it just as a matter of form no matter how much he disliked it.

As for those drunken bosses at the table, they would be just as noisy as the elderly women in the food markets.

"Mr. Lo, you have smoked so much. Don't you want to join our lively talk?" On the side, a drunken bald man wanted to get close to Leon.

"Go on please. I'm listening to you." Keeping his countenance, Leon moved half an inch to the side and avoided the hands of the bald man.

Without this bald man, the others would not think of Leon.

But now, the people around immediately beclively, "Mr. Lo, you are such a young and promising man, much better and powerful than us old fellows." "You are as young as Caden Shaw. What do you think of him?" Hearing this, Leon narrowed his eyes. Smoke curled around his face and hid it, making it so blurry.

With a soft and careless sound, Leno lightly flicked cigarette held in his slender fingers, "Caden Shaw is a very capable person." The others were still looking at him and waiting for him, but Leon stopped.

Nothing else? That was all? The bald man was a little disappointed, "He is quite capable, but too ruthless." "Yes," Leon took a sip of his cigarette and replied.

"Mr. Lo also feels the same. The James Group is at least a listed company, but Caden Shaw doesn't even care about his old relationship at all. The James Group at least belongs to his wife's family, right?" Leon suddenly stood up and said, "I've drunk too much today, and I feel a little uncomfortable. You go on please." "Are you leaving now? It's too early!" Leno grew more impatient. These people with high status usually looked glamorous and pretended to be decent. But when they were drunk, they were totally different.

Leon smiled lightly. He opened the door and wanted to leave.

The moment he walked out, he saw a familiar figure in the corridor. He stopped right away.

That person was three to five meters away from the room.

"Mrs. Shaw?" he asked tentatively, not quite sure.

That person in front of him ignored.

Those chief executives in the room stopped their talking. All of them were twisting their necks and looking in that direction.

"Mrs. Shaw? Which one?" The bald man asked out the questions, which everyone wanted to know the answer.

Strange expressions appeared... No way. Was that Mrs. Shaw that they had just talked about? Leon ignored those half-drunk chief executives. He looked at her back, her slow pace as well as her slightly limp foot. Seeing that she was about to enter the elevator, he was anxious. He hurriedly shouted, "Grace James?" That person suddenly stopped. Leon becmore certain.

The people in the private room were not calm anymore, "Oh no..." That woman slowly turned around.

Leon smiled and said sincerely, "It's really you. When did you cback?" Stopped by Leon, Grace hesitated slightly when she saw him, "Mr. Lo?" Leon quickly walked out of the room. He walked over to Grace who was at the elevator, his eyes revealing joy, "You've disappeared for three years." Grace responded and lowered her eyes. She felt a little mockery... Yes, three years.

She couldn't escape from this rotten pond after three years. She had gone through extremely hard tescaping here. But now, she personally sent herself back to this place. Many chief executives had stood outside the private room. They were all frightened as if they had seen a ghost.

The bald man said, "It's really Grace James!" "You..." Leon didn't know what to say. This woman seemed to have changed, but upon closer inspection, she seemed to still be that cautious girl from three years ago.

The moment he saw her, he felt from the bottom of his heart that this woman was somewhat different.

He couldn't tell how she had changed.

It seemed that she was more careless.

She should have been more relaxed than she had been three years ago.

But why did he feel that this woman becmore sorrowful than before? "I know what Mr. Lo wants to ask." That woman blinked her eyes, and then a light smile appeared on her face. "Mr. Lo doesn't need to ask. You will understand it in the future." Her gaze made Leon feel strange. He always felt that the light smile in her eyes was too fake.

However, he could not ask anything more after she had said such words.

Leon hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Do you ...remember Cayne?" Her face quickly turned pale, but it was concealed just in an instant. Leon's eyes becsomewhat deep.

"You met Cayne at the Royal Club." If possible, he didn't want to mention the Royal Club. After all ... he looked at the woman opposite him and said, "He has always been very regretful. He wanted to say sorry to you, but you disappeared afterwards. No one could find you." "For the past three years, there has been a knot in his heart, and he has always regretted it." "He has returned home. Before leaving, he instructedto say sorry for him if I could see you again." During a long time, there was no sound.

Leon had thought that she would cry. After all, anyone would be injured if he or she was humiliated like that. Perhaps he or she would generously say that it was over and there was no need to care about it.

"Who is Cayne?" When she said this, Leon was shocked.

However, he was pretty sure that she must still remember Cayne.

But she had used such a sentence to keep him and Cayne away, as well as her remorse.

Cayne was a real playboy, a qualified and outstanding hunter, whose targets were women.

"Cayne..." Leon wanted to say something else.

Grace interrupted him, "Mr. Lo, if you want to talk about personal matters, I don't think it's necessary." "If you want to talk about business, the James Group welcomes you very much." She refused him directly... Wait a moment! The James Group? Leon's long and narrow eyes shone brightly, "Are you in the James Group now?" Could she represent the James Group? Grace James could represent Wei'ai Foundation.

However, she had never been fated to the James Group.

This was an open secret in Shanghai.

Mr. James's love was too thin and he was cold.

Grace stretched out her hand and fixed her hair, "I have taken over more than 51% shares of t es of the James m Group. "Her thin wrist caused everyone to feel anxious, "Mr. Lo, nice to meet you." Leon was incomparably shocked! She cback just like that? His eyes swept over her wrist, and then he silently extended his hand, "President James."

Outside the private room, those chief executives had becsober. They opened their mouths wide and looked at the woman not far away. Their expressions were extremely funny. The James Group changed hands? When had this happened? They hadn't heard anything about it! They looked at the woman who had turned around and walked into the elevator, "Was Jafar James willing to give the James Group to another one?" The bald man was truly clever. There was no drunkenness in his eyes. He had almost guessed what had happened in the James family.

"Caden Shaw is ruthless. His wife is ruthless, too." He was probably either ruthless or extremely hateful to seize the property and inheritance from her father. Tonight, the entire upper-class of S City knew that Grace James had returned. Ashburn > X