steal my heart

<1> Send Her To Prison

"It's not me. Please believe me "grace James stared at the ppl in car stubbornly. The heavy rain was pouring. The windows were wet by the rain but one could vaguely see the stern face in the car. Grace stood outside the car trembling. Through the window she shouted" CADEN SHAW YOU ATLEAST LISTEN TO MY EXPLANATION "
The car door suddenly opened. Before Grace could be happy a long face pulled over. She was slammed into the car and bumped into him. Hid crisp white shirt instantly got damped and dirty.
" Caden those gangsters who hurt Wallis were not arranged by me...."grace said. A slender and powerful fingers pinched her chin mercilessly. A unique magnetic voice could suddenly be heard in the quiet night from above her head" do you like me so much? "
The cold voice with a slight smell of tobacco which beloved to him
" What" Grace was a little confused. The whole world knew that she liked him. Why would he suddenly ask this now?
The man pinched Grace's chin. He used his slender hand to stretch towards her face. His fingers gently touched her cheeks that had been wetted by the rain. Grace was almost immersed in his gentle ocean eyes. She seemed to have heard the next sentence that the man would ask was if she was cold.
But the man suddenly exuded an angry breath. He said coldly "grace do u like me so much? Do u like me so much that u didn't hesitate to kill Wallis?"
A chill came form the bottom of the heart. And spread all over her body.
Grace instantly became sober and couldn't help but smile bitterly.. When did this man show his tenderness to her?it turned out thta it was not tenderness at all. It was just a smile from Satan.
"I didn't intend to kill Wallis.." she wanted to explain herself.
"yes, u didn't intend to kill Wallis u just bribed some gangsters and let them rape Wallis" the man's expression suddenly became irritable. He didn't give grace chance to explain.
The clothes on Grace were torn apart.
"Ahh"
Along with screaming, grace was pushed out of the car mercilessly. She fell into the rain in embarrassment. The cold voice of the man sounded particularly pronounced in the sound of the rain.
"Grace James, Miss grace what you did to Wallis, thne I do the same to you. How's the feeling of being naked?"
What!!
Grace suddenly raised her head and looked in u up the car door incredulously. The man set in the car looking at her condescendingly. He took out the handkerchief to wipe his fingers slowly.
" Miss grace, I m very tired now, please go back "
" Caden listen to me.. I really.."
"it it's not impossible for me to listen to miss grace." the man raised his eyelids indifferently and glanced at grace "if miss grace is willing to kneel in front of the shaw manor for one night, maybe I am in a good mood, thne I cna give miss grace ten minutes"
The door of the car suddenly
closed. The handkerchief was thrown
out of the car. Falling in front of
Grace, it was wetted by rain.
Grace lowered her head, picked
up the handkerchief in the rain, and
pinched it firmly in her palm.
The car drove into the Shaw Manor.
The iron gate of the Shaw Manor
closed mercilessly in front of her.
In the rain, Grace's face was pale.
She stood for a while, then suddenly
raised her head and walked to the
gate of the Shaw Manor. She pressed
her lips tightly and knelt down to the
ground.
She knelt down!
Not because of atonement!
Just because Wallis was her friend!
She should mourn when her friend
died. Not because everyone thought
she killed Wallis!
She knelt down!
She begged this man to give her ten
minutes to listen to her explanation!
The clothes on her body were torn
and in tatters. It was barely able to
cover important parts. She covered
her body with her hands, but her waist
was straight. She was proud. She was
proud and unyielding even when she was
kneeling down! Her self-esteem! Her
dignity! She was Grace in Shanghai!
She knelt down stubbornly, just for
a chance to explain clearly. She hadn't
done it. She didn't admit the things
what she hadn't done!
But, would there really be this
opportunity?
Would she explain it clearly?
The morning finally came. The
manor that had been silent for a
night finally had some movements.
The silver-haired old butler walked
over from the manor yard holding an
old-fashioned black umbrella.
The iron gate that had been closed
for the whole night "creaked" and
opened a gap from two sides. Grace
finally got a movement, raised her
drooping head, and gave a pale smile to
the old butler who was standing in the
middle of the iron gate.
"Miss Grace, Mr. Caden wants you
to leave here." The old butler's hair
was neat. Even if it rained, he had no
messy hair. He was as rigorous as the
trees and plants of the Shaw Manor,