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The air was filled with a faint, pleasant scent.
As time passed by, Grace felt increasingly weak, and she panicked as she felt her body’s heat.
She bit her tongue hard, trying to stay awake.
The taste of blood spread in her mouth.
As a man’s face came into sight, she suddenly forgot to be
nervous.
The man was standing at the foot of the bed, locking eyes
with her.
Far from some “disgusting old man“, he had a chiseled face, and his features weren’t exactly sharp. His slender physique, coupled with his black custom suit, gave off an inexplicably
restrained vibe.
Lucas Palmer yanked off his tie and said with a half–smile on his face, “Since when has hotel service become this considerate?”
He raised his hands to unbutton his shirt slowly.
Grace had never talked to him before, but she recognized
him.
Lucas was the only son of the Palmer family, the sole heir to the family’s fortune worth tens of billions of dollars.
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Grace still held onto her last shred of sanity, and she realized he had gotten her wrong.
She stopped him at once, saying, “Mr. Palmer, there must be a misunderstanding.”
Lucas stopped, sat by the bed, and picked up the candle on the bedside table. “You’ve already got the prop ready to spice things up. What misunderstanding could there be?”
He brushed her face with his fingers. “You’ll be let down if I don’t do something.”
His touch made Grace tremble. She instinctively resisted but had no strength to escape.
“I’m not part of the hotel service…”
The second she heard her voice, she was stunned. How come
she sounded so soft and delicate?
Lucas blew out the candle. Noticing that Grace was still lying on the bed, he realized something was off.
“Aren’t you gonna get up?”
Grace felt aggrieved as she thought of what Antonio had done.
Biting her lip, she said, her eyes filled with tears, “I can’t move.”
She had always been aloof and proud, but at this moment, her toughness was replaced by delicacy.
Lucas cleared his throat awkwardly.
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He pondered for a few seconds and realized what was going
- on.
Reaching out, he tried to help her out, but she was so terrified that she screamed.
“What are you doing? Don’t touch me! I’m the Kaufman Group’s vice president!”
In Astait City, probably not a lot of people knew Grace, the daughter of the Parrish family.
But everyone knew the Kaufman Group’s vice president.
After all, no other woman could tolerate such things- managing her husband’s company while taking care of his
mistress.
She wasn’t trying to intimidate Lucas by letting him know she was the Kaufman Group’s vice president. Instead, she wanted Lucas to know she was a married woman.
Given Lucas‘ status and looks, he could have any woman he
wanted.
Surely, he didn’t have to force a married woman.
“Ms. Parrish.”
Lucas wasn’t surprised at all. He pulled her up and leaned her body against his. “Don’t you know every man in Astait City wants a ‘dutiful‘ wife like you?
“Should I feel lucky to have met you at a place like this?”
He called her Ms. Parrish instead of Mrs. Kaufman.
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Grace was so weak that she couldn’t move at all. Leaning against Lucas‘ arms and smelling his pleasant cologne, she felt a bit dazed for a second.
Maybe it was her illusion; she always felt that his hand on her waist was caressing her imperceptibly, tempting her.
She felt her body slipping out of control, which terrified her.
“Mr. Palmer, if you help me this time, I’ll definitely repay you someday in the future. You can name your request. Any request.”
Lucas said, sounding intrigued, “Oh? Ms. Parrish, how do you want me to help you?”
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