Steal my heart novel (Grace James and Caden Shaw)
Chapter 247 That Sentence Contains Too Much

Caden slept for a whole day and night.

Humbert called the Shaw Manor for the third time. The butler who answered the call told him over and over again, in a gentle voice like a machine, that he hadn't gotten up yet. This was rare.

Humbert felt incredulous.

However, what could not have happened to Caden, had happened right in front of his eyes.

Humbert was a little anxious.

Ignoring his own things, he went to the underground garage. A Mustang sedan that he had purchased recently was right there. Rumbling, the car roared away.

The price of this car was not high. For someone like Humbert, a car worth three to five hundred thousand yuan was not a high-end car. However, those who knew the car would get it. It was so great to drive it, especially when a driver had the joy of listening the rumbling sound along the road.

But at this moment, Humbert's new favorite didn't get the slightest bit of attention from Humbert.

He only treated it as a Passat and drove it to the Shaw Manor with all his might.

He was familiar with the Shaw Manor. He rolled up his sleeves and raised his fist. Though the butler stopped him, he still ran to the end of the second floor and pound at the door.

The butler anxiously said, "The master is too tired and told everyone not to disturb him ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Humbert scolded him,

"At least you've worked here for a few years. When have you ever seen him sleep for a day and night?"

When he found that he couldn't open the door, he twisted the handle and said, "Hey! Open the door!" Turning his head, he roared at the butler behind him,

"Do you have a spare key? Bring it over!"

At this moment, the door was opened suddenly. "I'm not dead yet."

Goose bumps came all over his body at the cold sound.

Humbert's eyes were filled with joy. "Good!" He raised his hand and slapped the man, who was standing at the door with a cold face, on the shoulder.

"You're not dead. You scared the hell out of me."

Apparently, the man who was woken up by the noise had a twisted expression on his face. "What's wrong? Tell me."

Humbert yelled and looked at Caden in surprise, "I was afraid that you would never wake up, so I come to see if you're dead and collect your corpse." Caden looked at him with a gloomy expression. "Don't worry. I won't die." He seemed to have thought of something and explained, "I'm just too tired." Yes, he was just too tired.

"I will be fine after a rest."

Yes, he would be fine after a rest.

"Humbert, we are old and should pay attention to our health. You'd better not hang out the bar so often. It does nothing good to your health."

Hearing this, Humbert almost thought that he was having a hallucination. He looked at the man who was speaking faintly as if he had seen a ghost. "Screw you! You're old. I am in my prime. So many girls are waiting for me. Without me, it's their loss."

They engaged in chitchat.

The topic then was turned to matters the Shaw Group.

When it came to business, Humbert became serious.

"When you rested, I only have time to help you appease the panic in the company.

"But this is not the real problem, after all," he said, looking up at Caden solemnly.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing that Caden didn't say anything, Humbert hesitated for a moment and said, "How about raising money ...?"

"It hasn't reached this point yet," Caden tapped the table with his finger and said his plan,

"Massive capital injection."

Capital raising?

He would not allow others to take advantage of him at this time.

"You want to invest on your own?" Humbert asked a cruel question, "Where did you get the money?"

"Do you know the AG Company in the United States?"

Humbert nodded and said, "It seems to show its prominence in recent years. Although it is a newcomer on Wall Street, it is one of the most profitable companies." "Yes. It is mine."

"Okay, yours... What? Yours?" Humbert leaped to his feet, but Caden was sitting on the bed with a calm expression, as if he was saying something normal. Humbert looked at the calm man sitting on the bed for a while. Suddenly, he put on a serious face.

"Caden, you are a terrifying fellow!"

If Hale had known that AG in the United States belonged to his grandson, would he have rashly used the Shaw Group to threaten Caden?

He also reacquainted himself with his good friend who he grew up with ... He didn't even now about it!

AG was no match for a behemoth like the Shaw Group, but it had a prominent place in a top-notch place like Wall Street.

"Who else knows it?" After a moment of silence, Humbert asked in despair.

"Only you."

Caden said casually.

In other words, no one knew it until now.

Suddenly, Humbert's mood became better. "Ingemar is still in the dark. Wait for him to fight with you!"

He gloated.

Humbert had a clear mind and wouldn't fuss about it like a woman.

He understood that. Not to mention that Caden had secrets, he also had some that even his friends didn't know about. Besides, AG was just the product of capital.

It had nothing to do with the business circles on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Wall Street was much more related to Europe and America.

"Although AG is yours, if you invest it in the Shaw Group, that means you take your own money and turn it into the group's."

There was a big difference between them. He was filling the assets of the enterprise with personal assets.

Caden would suffer a great loss.

There was nothing wrong with Humbert who thought in this way.

When the man on the bed heard this, he chuckled and raised his eyebrows. He naturally said,

"Doesn't the Shaw Group belong to me?"

He was so...

arrogant!

Did any chairman of the board dare to say that the joint-stock group and listed company belonged to himself?

"There are also some articles about Grace on the Internet. Caden, you are the latest code word of scum in the new era. Congratulations, prepare to go down in history."

After gloating, Humbert found the confident man regained his composure. His silence inexplicably made people feel that he was fragile.

Fragile?

Forget about it!

Humbert shook his head. He was crazy to think that Caden was fragile.

"I'm afraid your bad reputation will affect the reorganization of the Shaw Group. This is the era of Internet. I'm afraid that the netizens will spontaneously boycott the company." "Nothing matters as long as you have the capital." After saying that, Caden stood up and made the posture of seeing the guests off.

He wanted to rest and keep fit, so that he could hold that woman's hands, growing old together.

Humbert left the Shaw Manor. Caden went to the study. He had registered a Weibo account before. The moment he logged in, there were lots of abusive comments.

He glanced at it casually and didn't look anymore.

At 19:31.

There was only one post on Caden's Weibo.

"I, Caden, have only one wife in my life. Her name is Grace James."

There were only a dozen words, nothing more.

There were no strong affection and touching confession in the words.

There was not even a word of "love".

However, the person who understood this sentence would say, "This man loves the woman called Grace James badly."

In the study, the man dragged his tired body and was about to fall asleep. Before he could return to the bedroom, his eyes were so heavy that he leaned against the chair and fell asleep.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐