True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 926

Heinz lowered his head.

He did not speak for a long time.

Grace said that it was in the past, and it seemed that she was not angry. With how calm she looked, that was probably the case. Heinz breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he could not bring up those photos anymore, but they absolutely couldn't be kept. He could disregard his image in front of Gary and Ernest, but he couldn't do so in front of the unborn child in Grace's womb. That was why sooner or later, he would have to get rid of those photos.

"Okay, I won't bring it up anymore." Heinz sat down beside her and changed the topic. "Are you bored at home?"

"Yes, it's quite boring, but I don't think it's safe to go out now." Grace understood that the current situation was still dangerous.

While they were chatting, the butler came and said, "Mr. Heinz, Mrs. Jones, Master Jones is here. He's at the door waiting to enter the house." "I won't see him," Heinz replied in a deep voice.

"Get him to leave."

However, the butler said, "We tried to stop him, but he insisted on meeting you."

Grace furrowed her eyebrows and looked at Heinz. "It seems that your father still hasn't given up. He's insistent on meeting my mother."

"Ignore him. I won't let him meet your mother before the news is confirmed," Heinz said as he was determined to stop him.

"Mr Heinz," the butler spoke again. "Master Jones said that he must see you today."

"Make him leave." Heinz remained indifferent. "Get rid of him, do you hear me?"

"Yes!" The butler had no choice but to comply.

After a while, the butler came back with a box in his hand and said, "Master Jones refuses to leave, and he asked me to pass this to you."

"What is it?" Heinz asked with a frown.

Frankly, Heinz didn't want to entertain Lawrence's antics, and he didn't want to look at the box's content.

The butler replied, "I don't know either, but Master Jones said it must be given to you. He said it was left by your mother."

"This belonged to my mother?"

This time, Heinz was genuinely irritated, and his brows furrowed deeply. He quickly got up, took the box over, and opened it. There was an album of photos and a set of gold jewelry in it. The jewelry seemed vintage, and it looked like a family heirloom.

Then, Heinz took the album out and opened it. It was a very old photo of his mother at a young age. She was wearing a dress and had a pleasant temperament. The expression on her face was gentle, and the distinct aura of a rich lady surrounded her.

His mother had both the gracefulness of a Southland woman and the resoluteness of a Northern woman, but her life hadn't ended well, which made Heinz feel very regretful and sad for his mother.

"Mr. Heinz, Master Jones said that he'd kept these photos, and he gave it to you to keep as a memory. As for the jewelry, it's been passed down in the Jones family. Now, it's for Miss Smith," said the butler. Heinz was dazed by the information. This set of jewelry used to belong to his grandmother. Before his grandmother had passed away, she gave it to Lawrence. Since then, it had always been with him. Over the years, his mother had been longing to get this set of jewelry from the Jones family, not because she cared about the value of it but because she was the family's daughter-in-law. However, she had never gotten it even after passing away. Now, Lawrence was giving it to Grace instead.

Heinz was overcome with both sorrow and joy.

This is what his mother had longed for but never gotten. She should have, but she didn't.

Now, Lawrence was giving it to Grace for some unknown purpose.

On the other hand, Grace was also very surprised. She stared at the jewelry and found it to be very exquisite.

It must have been handmade long ago. Its refinement revealed the detailed handiwork of ancient craftsmen.

However, Heinz didn't take the jewelry as he was looking at the photos.

Grace noticed him holding the photos with a sorrowful look, and she said, "Heinz, let him come in. Since he wants to meet us, I don't think hiding from him is a solution."

Heinz raised his eyes and looked at Grace. "Do you want me to meet him?"

"I'm afraid that if you don't, he will come up with other ways. It's better to meet him now," Grace answered rationally.

Heinz thought for a moment and then said to the butler, "Let him in."

"Yes."

Three minutes later.

Lawrence walked in.

He was wearing a suit and had his beard shaved. He appeared to look much neater, like a patient man who had changed for the better.

As soon as he came in, Grace stood up and greeted, "You're here. Please come in and have a seat."

Meanwhile, Heinz ignored him.

Lawrence felt very awkward. He looked at Grace, and then at Heinz, sizing him up. His gaze then fell back onto Grace.

Seeing Grace's calm face and her good mannerism humbled him.

Even when faced with him, she could still keep her calm. She didn't lose her composure nor was she overly enthusiastic. Lawrence could not help but feel a little nervous.

He looked at the couple without a word. He shifted his gaze from Grace to Heinz, and then from Heinz back to Grace. He was examining Heinz and wanted to know what attitude they held towards him. Grace noticed that Lawrence did not sit down, but instead, he kept looking at both her and Heinz. The father and son communicated with eye contact, and the sharpness in their gazes was full of hostility. Heinz's aura was stronger, and the hostility in his eyes was heavier.

After Lawrence had stared at him for a while, he withdrew his gaze and said, "I want to see Candace."

He was being straightforward, as this was his only reason for showing up.

Heinz smirked with contempt in his eyes. He pulled Grace over and sat down on the sofa. He didn't spare a single glance at Lawrence.

Seeing that Heinz didn't want to talk, Lawrence looked at Grace and repeated himself, "Grace, I want to meet your mother." "Why?" Grace asked plainly.

"I have questions for her," Lawrence replied, frowning. "I want to see her. I want to ask her why she trapped me."

"You must be referring to why she doesn't love you, right?" Grace asked bluntly.

Lawrence stiffened, and his entire body wavered.

Grace was still calm as she added, "Mr. Jones, you two are just selfish people who betrayed your own marriages. You can't reveal your relationship, and you don't have a legal identity. Why do you have to do this? Is it necessary? Who do you think you are?"

Lawrence was stunned by her words. Looking at Grace, he couldn't believe that she could make him feel so tongue-tied.

"Why do you think I have to agree to your request?" Grace asked again, while staring at him unwaveringly.

Lawrence's body once again quivered. "She gave birth to my child. Isn't this enough of a reason?"

"Where is the child?" Grace chuckled and commented, "You had a child, but didn't raise him. For you, the child is just the product of your selfishness, not the product of love. Do you still want to make use of the child? Is it appropriate to keep using an eight-year-old child as an excuse to get your way?"