Steal my heart novel (Grace James and Caden Shaw)
Chapter 87 Now You Can Kneel Down

Grace stood still while staring at the check.

"What? You don't want to?" Walter sneered.

"Come on, Mr. He, after all, she was once the most proud noble lady in S City." Walter's companions tried to dissuade him, though it sounded more like a kind of mockery.

"Proud and noble?" Walter sneer. He lit up a cigarette and squinted at Grace, "But look at her. How awful she is now!"

Gloria regretted so much.

She had never expected that there was once a grudge between Grace and those playboys. If she had known about it earlier, she would never have brought Grace here to let her bear all kinds of humiliation. Grace looked around those familiar faces, who were all once her old friends, but she felt them so distant and strange.

So did her old friends. They could not even recognize her at the first sight.

"Grace, do you have fun staying in the prison?"

Suddenly, a man sitting on the sofa provoked.

Grace's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly noticed that that guy was once one of her best friends, who always stayed up late, played video games and shared all kinds of fun with her. "Quinn..."

"No, please don't address me with my real name," Quinn waved his hands to deny, "I don't want to be a friend of a murderer."

Grace's body suddenly shivered. She felt dizzy the next second, with the voice of Quinn lingering around her ears.

Gloria was so shocked to hear that! A murderer?!

Though she knew Grace was a prisoner, but she had never expected that she was a murderer.

How could Grace, a seemingly stupid girl, have ever committed murder?1

"Well, I heard that you need money," Quinn took out a stack of cash from his wallet, with the amount of approximately thirty thousand dollars. He threw it out the table, "Here are the tips for your later show of slapping your own."

Grace clenched her fists but loosened. She kept repeating the same things for a while.

Though others did not provoke Grace as what Quinn did, they all just sat aside to observe, waiting for her self-humiliation show.

"Grace, are you going to refuse? Think about it, you need that money. I don't know exactly what kind of urgent thing you have encountered, but I noticed it was Gloria who went to curry me a favor..." Gloria really regretted bring Grace here.

If there were a chance, she would never make such a severe mistake.

"Mr. He, be lenient wherever it is possible."

"Gloria, do you think you are qualified enough to dissuade me? You are just a pet kept by the real boss of the Royal Club. We talk to you respectfully just because of your real boss. But you are too weak to negotiate with the upper class of S City."

Walter walked to the front of Grace, looking down on her, "Grace, your pride or five hundred thousand dollars, make a choice."

Then he let out a wry smile, which pierce the weakness of Grace, who was badly in need for money.

Gloria's face turned livid, but she dared not to offend those playboys.

She had been planning for the follow-up solutions.

Even if her real boss, Caden Shaw, had no need to offend all those playboys, especially their power families, just for Grace.

"Mr. He, it is too vulgar to enjoy such a self-humiliation show. For the sake of my real boss, how about just let her go." Gloria tried to insinuate.

However, Walter violently slapped Gloria's face and shouted, "I said you are not qualified to negotiate!"

Grace went mad, "Walter, it has nothing to do with Gloria! How could you hit her?"

"Wow, Grace, do you still deem yourself as the noble lady back then? Let me remind you of your current status, you are not even better than a piece of shit!" While speaking, Walter slapped again on Gloria's face.

"Now I hit her again. Grace, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you meddle with me?"

"Don't slap her!"

"Alright, just kneel down and beg like a dog. Perhaps I will show her mercy," Walter laughed sickly, "I will not hit her again as long as you kneel down in front of me." "Grace, I am okay. He could do nothing but slap me a few times. He doesn't have the gut to do anything else." Gloria squinted at Walter coldly.

But Walter slapped her once again, "See if I dare!"

"Walter He!" Grace's eyes turned bloodshot out of anger, "It should be only a grudge between us! What the hell do you want?"

Grace had been really grateful to Gloria for what she had done for her. She cherished the kindness and care of Gloria so much.

Of course it was not Gloria's obligation to be kind to her and she still had the right to make her own choice. Grace always deemed other's kindness for her as a kind of happy lot.

However, Walter slapped Gloria again and again in front of Grace.

It made her felt even worse than being slapped.

"Tell me! What the hell do you want from me! Walter! Tell me!" Grace shouted.

Her hoarse voice even got even shriller.

Gloria was stunned, as it was the first time that she had seen Grace turned so delirious and furious. Grace always stayed calm and emotionless most of the time. But Grace seemed to turn into a monster when seeing her being slapped.

"Grace, I am alright..."

Then, another violent slap fell on Gloria's face again. Her face swelled all of a sudden and her back side of her head hit the table hard.

Grace saw Gloria teetered and she was about to be faint.

"Walter, I accept your request. I will kneel down!" Grace exerted all her strength to shout out with her hoarse voice.

"Wait," Walter stopped her, and then he smash a wine glass on the ground, with fragments scattering all over the ground, "Now you can kneel down."