I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden)
Chapter122 He Saw and Heard the Truth

"So this is her true colors. That's why Mr. Shaw kept ignoring her in the past. Because Mr. Shaw had seen her as who she was a long time ago." "Fortunately, Mr. Shaw wasn't cheated by this menial slut before. Or he would have suffered greatly."

While rubbing the middle-aged man's feet, Grace suddenly shivered. A tinge of pain appeared in her heart. She raised her lips in resignation...So, so. It was because she was born menial that he refused her in the past? So he saw through her a long time ago?

So...so!

She wanted to laugh but failed to do so.

...

Franklin received a strange message which made his face darken. Without further thinking, he drove to the club at a fast speed.

The party was going on well. Franklin put down his work and rushed here from the company, so he didn't even have time to change clothes.

After a day of work as well as overtime, now the slender Franklin looked kind of in a mess. If it was in other places, he looked just fine. But today in this extravagant party where everyone was well dressed up, he kind of...stood out.

Due to the haste, he didn't even sort out his tie, which just hung on his neck casually. Someone saw him and came to say hello, "Mr. Cordon, how do we have the honor of seeing you here?"

But Franklin kept looking for the figure of that woman among people.

"Are you looking for someone. Mr. Cordon?" A man asked him.

Franklin froze and grabbed the man's arm, "Yes. Did you see Miss Jam...?" Then it occurred to him that no one here would know who Grace was. So he stopped.

"Jam? ...who?"

"Nothing."

Franklin walked away.

Then he was grabbed by the man behind, "Mr. Cordon, wait a minute. If you are looking for someone and can't replace her here in the hall, you can go to another place." "Where?"

"At the end of the corridor on the second floor." The man said, "Let me show you."

Franklin thanked him, "Then please, Mr. James."

While Payne led Franklin to the second floor, he was a bit confused on the way... Did he hear wrong? Maybe...maybe Franklin didn't say "James" at all.

Maybe he was just too sensitive to his surname.

But Franklin was a rising star in business community. He should give him a hand and helped him look for that person. It wouldn't be so hard. Maybe he could even build up some connections with Franklin which may facilitate his business in the future. "See, I told you. If you can't replace him downstairs, you will replace him here...See, Mr. Cordon. The door is still open."

Franklin didn't have time to respond and rushed to the end of the corridor. There were two knobs on the door and the door was ajar. There was a crack. When he was about to open the door, suddenly, his eyes opened wide. He...found Grace!

But!

What did he see through the crack?

Payne walked to him, "Mr. Cordon, why are you still standing..." outside.

All of a sudden!

Before he could finish, a hand covered his mouth with great strength. Payne looked up and saw Franklin's eyes which were full of anger. Franklin looked like he was about to kill someone.

At the next second, he looked through the crack too.

Suddenly, Payne opened his eyes wide and froze!

Grace...

Why?

What was she...doing!

Disgrace and anger overwhelmed him and couldn't be held down.

Payne couldn't raise his head due to the shame!

Grace... How could she be so menial!

Through the crack, Franklin and Payne both saw the familiar figure, who was kneeling on the ground and rubbing a middle-aged man's feet like a servant!

Gradually, Franklin scanned over other people in this room. When he saw several people with familiar faces laughing at and insulting Grace, he regained his consciousness. At this moment, he wanted to kill them. Those bastards were picking on Grace! Right now, Franklin wanted to beat out those people personally. He raised his hand and was about to open the door heavily. But at the next second, his hand stopped in the air.

"Grace, who knows the once dazzling Miss James will be rubbing a man's feet for money someday... You are willing to demean yourself so much just for money." A voice came up in the room and insulted Grace.

But Grace kept rubbing the man's feet as if she didn't hear it... There was no need to argue with that. If she said she didn't do it for money, who would believe her?

If someone would have believed her, then no one would talk about her like that.

The indifference in her eyes got stronger...She told herself it didn't matter.

Comments from unimportant people didn't matter to her.

No matter what they thought of her and how they framed her, she didn't care...She had already experienced a more repulsive framing there years ago. What kind of framing could match with the one from Wallis Venus? Celina had been noticing the crack at the door since a while ago. Apparently, she left the crack on purpose. Seeing the eyes from outside staring at the figure under the lights, Celina raised her red lips,

"Hey, Grace. I didn't know that you had become such a woman, a slut who could serve every man."

"The Grace James in the past was so dazzling."

"Look at you now. You are like a different person."

"But you deserve it. You murdered your best friend who grew up with you for a man. You are a vicious snake."

"You thought your plot was so well-designed. You paid a bunch of gangsters and had them rape Wallis in rotation...But you didn't expect that Wallis would kill herself because she couldn't live with the shame."

"If Wallis didn't die, your plot would have succeeded. You... truly have a stinky and horrendous heart!"

At the door, Franklin's hand remained in the air and his head was blank...What did he hear?

What was Celina talking about?

Why didn't he understand?

Grace?

Plotted against her best friend?

Paid a bunch of gangsters?

Had them rape her best friend in rotation?

And finally caused the suicide of her best friend?

No, no, no!

It was impossible!

That was not the same person he knew as Grace!

"Grace, you didn't expect that your prince charming Caden would throw you in jail after Wallis passed away, did you? Grace, you are not only hateful but also pathetic! After everything you had gone through, you got nothing!" Celina moved aside on purpose so that the man outside could clearly see the case full of dazzlingly red bank notes.

Celina raised her red lips, "The Miss James in the past looked down upon money. But now? You are willing to demean yourself so much and ingratiate yourself with a bald old man. Grace, shame on you."

Right now, Franklin's breath was in a mess.

No!

This wasn't true!

This was not the Grace he knew at all!

But his eyes were fixated on the case full of red bank notes and couldn't move away!

His brows tightened up. He gritted his teeth and reached his hand to open the door in a tough way!

Standing at the door, Franklin shouted, "That wasn't the truth!" His eyes set on Grace stubbornly!