True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 45

Grace frowned. She finally understood that this man was a nightmare to her.

Grace had been very grateful to Heinz, but when she heard his words, she had no good impression of him at all.

"Mr. Jones, I forgot that you are the same breed as he is." Grace's tone became colder. "You are above him, why do you need to stoop so low?"

Grace finally understood what kind of person he was. Naturally, she didn't want to be polite anymore.

"I didn't expect to have such a high position in your heart. Are you speaking irrationally?" Heinz's faint tone was diabolical.

Grace withdrew her hand.

"Don't move." Heinz clenched her hand and warned Grace, "Don't move. Others may just take off your underwear, but I don't know what else I will do."

Grace froze instantly. She felt that Heinz was both righteous and evil. If he really wanted to do something, she would be in trouble.

Grace regretted getting into Heinz's car.

Grace had no way out.

Heinz was a bandit and she did not know what he wanted.

Grace did not dare to move. She could only raise her narrowed eyes to look at Heinz. She saw that the corners of his lips, which were originally devilish, continued to curve upward, forming a faint crescent. It seemed that he was not as diabolical as before.

He was even a little attractive.

Grace's heart trembled and she pursed her lips.

Heinz quietly observed her reactions and chuckled without saying a word.

However, his laughter seemed to be mocking her, "Girl, are you afraid?"

For some reason, Grace began to feel this way.

"Mr. Jones, can you release your grip?" Grace was helpless and did not want to be caught by him, so she had to speak frankly.

"Okay." Heinz let go of her hand. Instead, he put his hand on her leg.

Grace was a little annoyed and had to say again, "Can you take your hand off my leg?"

"No." This time, Heinz refused.

"Is this appropriate?" Grace asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Heinz said disapprovingly, "Miss Smith almost lost her dignity earlier. I'm comforting you."

Grace was shocked.

She looked at Heinz in shock, and he was looking at her with a smile. "What's more, Miss Smith, you really need some comfort now."

"I don't need any physical comfort right now," Grace said in a low voice. It was more than comfort. His hands were actually stroking her legs through his suit. It was way too much.

Grace got goose-bumps.

Grace was afraid that Heinz would pull off his suit and lift her skirt and do something unspeakable.

"I'm giving you spiritual comfort," Heinz said in a low voice.

Heinz was being so unreasonable that he even said described the way he was touching her as spiritual comfort.

"I don't need spiritual comfort either." Grace said coldly, "If you are too idle, you may comfort your own legs."

Heinz looked at his own leg, which was very close to Grace's.

He sat closer to Grace and said, "I really feel that I need comfort too, now that you mention it, but I'm busy. Why don't you come and comfort me?"

As Heinz said this, he took her hand and pressed it on his leg, while his hand continued to press on her leg.

Grace felt that her head was going to explode, she was speechless.

Her hands and feet were cold, and she looked up at Heinz coldly. His black eyes were shining like first-class obsidian, which was startling.

"You are despicable." Grace couldn't help cursing and suddenly withdrew her hand.

Heinz reached for her leg and asked, "Is that so?"

"Mr. Jones, please be respectful." Grace couldn't help shouting, "Take your hand away."

"Miss Smith, you should be more respectful. You should be aware that disaster may come from the words you speak." Heinz took back his hand and said in a teasing tone, "Why should I be polite to others?" Grace was furious. "Do you want to take advantage of me? I don't like it. Do you still want to force me?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..." Suddenly, there was soft coughing coming from the front seat.

Heinz's sharp eyes swept over Lester.

Lester immediately sat upright. "President, where are we going now?"

Grace was stunned and immediately came to her senses.

Only then did Grace realize that Lester was still in the front seat, while she just was speaking to Heinz so bluntly.

Grace felt she must have been crazy and confused with anger.

Grace subconsciously looked at the scene in front of her. Lester was driving.

Heinz glanced at Lester, who was looking steadily forward and said in a low voice, "Lester, replace a clothing store which is open at this time.

Miss Smith needs to have a change of clothes."

Lester replied, "Yes."

"No more than 50 kilograms, with a height of about 5.5 feet." Heinz continued, "This is the size of Miss Smith."

Then Heinz glanced at Grace.

Grace was a little surprised, but Heinz was considerate and thought of this.

Lester was probably too embarrassed. He was afraid that the president would be angry, so he hurried to replace a clothing store. Soon, he found one and immediately pulled over. "President, I'll go first." Lester quickly got out of the car and walked inside.

Grace was in a hurry. "I'll go in and buy it myself."

"Don't move," Heinz said in a deep voice.

"I have to have a try. Only then will I know if it's suitable or not."

"You're in a mess. How are you going to have a try?"

"That's why I'm buying clothes," Grace retorted.

Lester walked in.

Now there were only two of them in the car. Seeing that Grace was so uncooperative, Heinz's face darkened, and he was already unhappy. "If you move a little bit more, I don't mind forcing you." Grace's eyes widened.

Heinz grabbed her wrist and drew closer to Grace. His breathing was close. He said word by word, "If you don't believe me, you can try."

Grace shivered, pressed the suit on her knee and whispered, "Mr. Jones, don't do this."

Heinz frowned and pulled the suit off her waist and threw it on the seat behind her. The expensive suit was wrinkled and looked like it was scrapped. Grace's heart was pounding wildly.

Heinz looked at Grace and his eyes fell on her fair and straight legs. She was still in shock.

Her legs were very well- proportioned and beautiful.

Being stared at this way gave her great embarrassment, Grace pursed her lips and grabbed her wrinkled skirt, trying to pull it down.

"Don't pull it down. I saw your buttocks when you were running outside. It's embarrassing if you don't realize."

"You saw that?" Grace asked in surprise, ignoring her shyness.

It was too horrible to think of. Did the wind really lift the hem of her dress?

Seeing her glazed look, Heinz snorted and said, "I saw them. They are small and perky. They look pretty good."

Grace's face turned completely red. She felt too embarrassed.

"Now you know you're embarrassed." Heinz sneered, full of irony.