Steal my heart novel (Grace James and Caden Shaw)
Chapter 291 Underestimation

The old mansion of the Shaw family occupied a very large land. It was a quiet place in the prosperous area. A hundred years ago, anyone who could live in this area was the most respectable. The smell of sandalwood essence pervaded, and Master Shaw's face was hidden in the fragrant mist. The wrinkles on his aged face were blurred.

Grace had already been taken into the living room and stood in the middle of the hall for a long time. Apart from Master Shaw, the servants of the Shaw family who wore Chinese tunic uniforms stood on both sides with their hands behind their backs.

Grace suddenly laughed silently. Her eyes swept across the surroundings. It really looked like an ancient court of justice, and she was the "prisoner".

Master Shaw liked to smoke hookah, and the sound of hookah was intermittent.

Kirk stood behind Master Shaw. He and the old housekeeper of the Shaw family standing on either side of Master Shaw looked like Master Shaw's right and left arms.

Grace was indifferent as she glanced at Kirk's confident face. A smile flashed across her lips but the smile was extremely ironic. How could Master Shaw who shaped a strong man like Caden accept a traitor like Kirk?

The hookah knocked on the table

The sound broke the silence. Master Shaw coughed and the old butler immediately took out a palm-sized ancient spittoon and handed it to Master Shaw.

After Master Shaw finished all these, Grace still remained silent in the middle of the hall.

Master Shaw finally looked at the woman standing in the hall. He suddenly narrowed one of his eyes and looked up and down at Grace. His cloudy eyes were very presumptuous. Grace still stood there calmly.

Master Shaw put down the tea cup that the old butler brought over to let him rinse his mouth. "Your grandfather taught you well."

"Thank you."

She replied indifferently.

She understood why Master Shaw had done all these.

At the beginning, he let Kirk stop her, and then he let her wait in the hall for a long time. This legendary businessman did all these on purpose. He wanted to wear down her willpower and make her nervous and anxious.

"I feel very strange. Your damn grandfather taught you so well, and you are so clever. Why were you sent to that place by my grandson six years ago?" Master Shaw said slowly.

His old eyes had a hint of shrewdness and did not leave Grace's face for a second.

Grace's eyelids lowered slightly. This old man in front of her was indeed worthy of being a legend in the business world. She chuckled and slowly raised her eyelids.

"You are not over the hill. You really know how to deal with people."

She, Grace, was not someone who could be defeated easily.

Could Master Shaw humiliate her?

Of course.

However, in order to humiliate her, one had to be mentally prepared for her to fight back.

Master Shaw saw that she was not defeated and she even dared to retaliate. His old eyes became even colder, and the corner of his lips pressed down fiercely, "You are just as annoying as your dead grandfather!"

Grace took a deep look at Master Shaw. This old man hated his dead grandfather so much.

She lowered her eyes with puzzlement.

"Master Shaw, you made me come here this late. Do you just want to have a chat?"

Master Shaw waved his hand. The old butler took out a brown leather box from a nearby cabinet and walked over to Grace. He put it down on a table beside Grace and gently opened the box.

He invited Grace over.

"What is this?" Her eyes were filled with vigilance.

Master Shaw put on a foxy smile.

"Don't be so nervous. It's not a bomb."

As he said that, he pointed to the open box and said, "Look, are you satisfied with these?"

Grace was puzzled and took a few steps forward with doubts. She took out a handkerchief from her bag, held it in her hand, and took out something from the box.

Seeing her acting like that, Master Shaw sneered. "You are quite cautious. Are you still afraid that I will plot against you?"

Grace picked up the document. Hearing Master Shaw's words, she glanced over and said, "Someone who has been plotted against is always cautious."

Only by living cautiously would one be able to have less trouble.

Master Shaw, you don't know. I haven't lived for half of my life, but I've suffered enough."

As she spoke, she quickly scanned the contents of the box.

Above her head, two scorching eyes stared at her. She knew that Master Shaw was observing her very clearly.

But she still looked very calm. She quietly looked through the box and quietly put it down before looking up at Master Shaw.

"You are really generous," she smiled and said softly.

Master Shaw's eyes revealed a hint of understanding, and he seemed to be easy-going and gentle. "It's good that you like them."

Grace knocked the table and said, "Let me think..."

Master Shaw raised his eyebrows slightly. "What? You are not satisfied?"

"It's such a big thing..."

"You are really greedy. I am afraid that even if you want more, you are not able to handle it."

"Master Shaw." A flash of light appeared in Grace's clear eyes. "I wonder if you like surfing the Internet." "Why are you talking about nonsense?" The old man raised his eyebrows and stared coldly at her.

"I knew a very popular joke on the Internet. Master Shaw, can I tell you the joke?" Grace ignored the old man's anger and said, "A girl watched a TV show. It's about a rich man falling in love with Cinderella. His mother was opposed to their love, but the rich man loved Cinderella so much that he refused to break up with her. So, his mother met Cinderella privately and showed a check for 10 million. She said that as long as Cinderella left her son, this check will be hers. Cinderella was unwilling to accept it because she loved the rich man."

"So, you want to be like Cinderella?"

"Don't jump to conclusion," Grace said, "Master Shaw, do you know what the girl who watched the TV show said when she saw this plot?"

She did not really want the old man to answer, and continued, "She said that if she was Cinderella, she would take the ten million cheque. With ten million, she could get any men she liked."

"So, what about you? Grace, are you going to take those things and leave now?"

Grace chuckled and looked at Master Shaw with a smile, "She chose to accept 10 million because she didn't have 10 million."

Grace's smile deepened. "Master Shaw," she said, "but I have."

"You ..."

She interrupted the old man again. She looked down at the table and pointed her finger at the black box. "Here are the things you want to exchange with me. Unfortunately, I have all of them." she suddenly raised her head and looked at Master Shaw.

"More importantly, can you convince Caden?"

Whether he would leave or not was never something she could decide.

Moreover, Master Shaw was humiliating her in this way.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐