Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace) novel Chapter 221

Upon seeing the situation there, Tina rushed over to help after she finished what she was doing. "Miss Grace, you're injured. Let me do it."

"Okay." Grace got up from the stool and took a Band-Aid from the drawer to put on her wound.

Then the customer began to urge again, "Are you done yet? The traffic police are here! My car is parked outside, and I'll get a ticket!"

"I'm sorry..." Grace was about to apologize when she was interrupted suddenly by a cold voice.

"If you're in a hurry, buy something ready-made," said Brian. "It's not like there aren't any wrapped roses here. This bouquet of red roses is so beautiful. Why don't you buy it?" Brian scoffed.

The customer pointed at Brian in disbelief. "Why do you care what flowers I buy?"

Brian sneered and sized him up. "That's true. I'm afraid you won't be able to give away the bouquet of 999 flowers."

"You goddamn..." The customer was furious.

Grace was angry. "Brian, shut up!"

Just as she was about to comfort the customer, the customer suddenly waved his hand and said, "I'm not buying the flowers anymore!"

Grace chased after him. "Sir! Sir! Your flowers have been wrapped for you!"

The customer left without looking back.

Grace was so furious that she turned around and glared at Brian. "Get out immediately!" said Grace, pointing at the door.

Brian raised his eyebrows. "Don't you feel you're earning less money for a bouquet? I'll give it to you!"

Then, he walked to the cashier, took out his wallet, and pulled several bills.

Grace was so angry that she would tear Brian's face if she stayed at the shop longer. "Get your ass upstairs."

Just then, two police officers walked in.

A male police officer took out his ID and said to Tina, "Who is Brian Francis?"

Tina opened her mouth in shock and glanced at Brian. "It's him."

"We received a report that you stole someone's passport and bank card. Is that true?" the police officer asked.

Brian stood up gloomyly. He looked upstairs. Grace happened to hear the police downstairs and was slowly coming downstairs.

Brian stared at her face. "Grace! You have some guts!"

Grace raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the police officer. "Officer, I was the one who reported the case. Not only did this gentleman break into my shop, but he also stole my bank card and passport."

The police officer's face was cold as he said in a businesslike manner, "Are you going to hand them over yourself, or do we search you? You look like a decent man but a thief."