Filthy rich werewolves novel Chapter 208

In order to rush her work, Grace simply took her half-knitted gloves and the wool with her. She could knit a little during the afternoon break.

When Claire Watts saw Grace’s knitted gloves, she said curiously, “Are you knitting these for yourself to wear? It seems a little too big, though.”

Claire asked, “Is it a gift? This doesn’t look like your size. Are you knitting it for someone else?” Claire guessed.

Grace nodded again.

“You haven’t gotten yourself a boyfriend, have you?” Claire spoke again.

“No.” She hastily denied.

“If you don’t have one, why are you knitting so earnestly? You’re even using your afternoon break to knit.” Claire obviously did not believe her words.

Grace could not do anything about it either. What could she say? She could not say that it was because she was knitting this for Jason that she wanted to finish it as soon as possible, right?

If she really said this, she predicted Claire would think that her brain had short-circuited.

“Speaking of which, it’s such a shame that Gus is about to have his heart broken.” Claire was a little regretful. “Gus isn’t all that bad actually. He’s got a house, and he’s an honest fellow. Marrying a man like that will ensure a lifetime of stability.”

Indeed, if she really married Gus, the rest of her life would indeed be very steady.

Only, when that car accident happened that year, it was destined that she would not be fated with ‘steadiness’ in this lifetime.

Grace hoped Gus would be able to find a woman who could truly love and care for him for the rest of their lives.

“Can we talk alone for a while?” Grace opened her mouth and asked.

Gus glanced at Grace, then muttered a few sentences to the colleague by his side. He turned to Grace to say, “Alright then. Let’s talk in my office.”

Here in the Sanitation Service Center, Gus had an office to himself.

Grace nodded, then walked into the office after Gus. “You’re going to resign?” she asked directly.

Gus stilled, then immediately seemed a little ill at ease as he scratched his head. “Even you know of this matter now. Uh-huh, I am planning to quit. I’ve handed my resignation letter to the superintendent.”

“Is it because of what I said that night? Actually, you don’t have to mind what I said. Your job now in the transportation fleet is a very good one. Moreover, if your qualifications grow in the future, you can even go up in ranks,” she said.