True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 88

Simon Brown lifted his lips slightly and said, "You did not hold back that night. If there had not been any accidents, we would be husband and wife."

Grace Smith scoffed. She felt very helpless. She really didn't want to carry on with this conversation.

"Are you done? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Please."

But Simon Brown didn't leave.

Grace was really angry. She looked up at the lounge, hoping that Heinz Jones would come back soon. However, she saw him already standing by the door, staring straight at her, as soon as she raised her head.

For a moment, Grace Smith's heart skipped a beat. His face was as dark as the night sky.

"Mr. Brown." Heinz Jones said in a deep voice, "It seems like you have made up your mind."

Simon Brown froze. He turned around and was stunned when he saw Heinz Jones's icy cold expression. He then smiled naturally and said, "Oh, yes, since you cannot give in, I have no objection. I will accept the proposal."

"No." Heinz Jones said coldly. "I've actually just decided to reduce the profit share ratio to 25 percent."

Simon Brown stiffened. He looked pale. "Why, Mr. Jones? Didn't you say that it'd be 28 percent? Why would you suddenly change the proposal?"

Heinz Jones stood majestically before him and looked at him silently. Simon Brown felt extremely pressured.

Heinz Jones then walked towards Grace Smith and put a bottle of water on her desk.

Grace looked up and met his eyes.

She realized that he was standing over her, looking at her quietly with his deep eyes. As he stood there, she felt extremely tense.

She took the bottle of water and whispered, "Thank you."

Heinz Jones looked at her face calmly and said blandly, "Grace, you're not here to reminisce the old days. Remember your duties."

"Yes." Grace nodded. "Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Jones."

Heinz Jones nodded slightly and turned back to his desk.

Simon Brown's looked paler than before.

Simon was still waiting for his answer, but it was obvious that Heinz Jones didn't want to talk to him.

Simon suddenly understood that it was all because of Grace Smith.

Huh.

Heinz Jones had asked him some questions regarding Grace Smith during their previous last meeting. It was obvious that Heinz Jones had met Grace, but how did they know each other? Simon Brown looked between Grace Smith and Heinz Jones with suspicion in his eyes.

Grace opened the bottle and took two sips of water. Then, she lowered her head, completely ignoring him as she continued working.

Heinz Jones returned to the sofa and looked at Simon Brown lazily. He said in a low voice, "Mr. Brown, you should know why."

"Mr. Jones, 28 percent is already low, but now it has been reduced by three percentage points. I don't know how to explain it to my stakeholders." Simon said.

"Mr. Brown." Heinz Jones glanced at his face and said, "Let's just call off this deal if there's no conclusion."

Simon Brown was stunned, but he couldn't think of any word to refute him.

His sight flitted across Heinz Jones and hesitantly fell on Grace Smith.

Was it because of her?

Simon Brown was once again in doubt.

Heinz Jones stood up from the sofa and returned to his desk. He started reading the documents on his desk.

It was obvious that Heinz Jones was ignoring Simon Brown.

At the same time, it fully showed that Heinz Jones was leading the game.

Simon narrowed his eyes, and there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. "Well, Mr. Jones, I agree with 25 percent. When can we sign the contract?"

Heinz looked up and said, "Whenever convenient for you."

"Then let's do it tomorrow." Simon Brown said in a hurried manner.

"Sure," Heinz Jones replied flatly.

"I shall excuse myself now, but can I have a word with Miss Smith in private?" Simon Brown looked at Heinz Jones as he asked.

Heinz smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine with that."

Then, he looked at Grace.

Grace frowned and said, "Sorry, I have nothing to do with you, Mr. Brown. Moreover, I'm very busy. You can leave now."

It was obvious that Grace was very hostile towards Simon Brown.

How could he be so foolish? It was because of his pride that Heinz Jones changed the proposal of the deal, yet he still wanted to talk to her in private. What was he thinking? Did he want this project to be cancelled?

Grace Smith obviously couldn't care if Simon Brown's business was successful. This had nothing to do with her.

At the rate Simon was going, he was losing the game.

It was pathetic.

She was not sure if he could fully grasp what was going on..

Simon Brown stiffly bit his lips and said, "Well, let's meet up next time then. I shall leave now."

He nodded slightly and left the office.

After he left, the room quieted down instantly.

Heinz Jones leaned against the back of his big armchair and stared lazily at Grace Smith.

Grace didn't notice him as she kept her head lowered while she worked.

A few minutes passed.

Heinz finally called out in a deep voice, "Grace Smith."

"Ah?" Grace looked up at him and asked, "Yes, Mr. Jones?"

"Is Simon Brown your ex-boyfriend?" He asked bluntly.

Grace Smith noticed his seriousness. He was asking about her personal matters once again. She frowned and said, "No, he just almost became my boyfriend." "Almost? If something happened that night, he would have been your boyfriend, am I right?" Heinz Jones asked, as he remembered their earlier conversation.

It must have been a special night. This made Heinz Jones furious, and his heart was burning with anger.

Grace's eyes were fixed on him when she thought of that night.

The mysterious man from that night - was it possibly Heinz Jones?

Forget it. The DNA test results would be out eight days later, and everything would be clear. She would not ask or say anything before that.

She would wait for the facts.

"Honestly speaking, that's true," Grace said. If everything went smoothly that night, she would be with Simon Brown now. But fortunately it did not happen. It would be awful if she was with Simon Brown. "If things when smoothly that night, Simon Brown and I would have gotten married." She said bluntly.

Heinz Jones looked angry.

He stood up all of a sudden, walked up to her and lifted her up onto the desk.

His tall figure was right in front of her.

She was shocked. She seemed to feel an immense pressure as he looked at her.

She couldn't help but purse her lips and ask, "Mr. Jones, what are you doing?"

"Do you regret that you didn't marry Simon Brown?" Heinz Jones asked, he smile coldly and quietly while waiting for her answer.