Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1649

Chapter 1649: Hugo’s Special Services

The Next Day...

The soft sound of short kisses filled Grace’s apartment as she and Haines stood in the middle of the living room. His arms circled her waist, and her hand rested gently against his chest.

When Haines finally drew his head back, the corners of Grace’s mouth curled up, her cheeks flushed pink as she bit her lower lip, still savoring the lingering softness of his kisses.

"You know..." she trailed off, wiggling her brows suggestively. "I still have some time to spare. If you promise to make it quick, we could probably... you know..."

Haines let out a shallow laugh, watching her try to sound modest about it. "Should we?"

"I mean... why not?" she hummed, pressing herself closer. "We start the morning in a much better mood, and hey, your knees get the workout they need!"

"It’s not my knees that are the problem," Haines quipped.

She grinned mischievously. "Well, it’s close to your thighs, so—" she stopped mid-sentence, tipping her head toward the bedroom.

Haines chuckled and pulled her closer again. Temptation was definitely there, even though they’d just finished... not to mention last night’s multiple rounds.

But before he could lower his head to kiss her again, the doorbell rang.

Both of them froze.

Grace jolted in his arms and turned toward the door. Haines did the same.

"Were you expecting anyone?" he asked, eyes still on the door.

"No," Grace shook her head, brows drawn in suspicion. "I don’t invite people over this early. If I did, it’d be to my office—or somewhere public."

They exchanged a wary look.

"Should I hide?" Haines asked suddenly.

"Why?" she blinked, then smirked. "Do you want to answer the door?"

"..." Haines fell silent, looking away. "No."

Grace narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Next time, you’re answering it."

"Maybe."

With that, Haines carefully let her go while she reluctantly stepped back.

"I swear... if this isn’t important, I’m going to strangle whoever’s outside," she muttered, stalking toward the door. Haines chuckled as he made his way to the kitchen to start breakfast.

As Haines busied himself, Grace took a moment to roll her neck and shoulders before the front door. Normally, she’d check the monitor first—but with Penny’s shadow guards ensuring her safety, she didn’t bother anymore.

She expected a delivery... maybe a neighbor with homemade cookies.

But this? She didn’t expect this.

"Good morning!"

There, standing right outside her door, was Hugo. And behind him stood Kiara and Cassandra, both smiling nervously with a strange mix of guilt and apology.

"G-Good morning, Attorney..." Kiara stammered, visibly embarrassed to be at Grace’s place so early.

Grace scoffed and immediately locked eyes on Hugo. "Hugo. What is the meaning of this?"

"Well—" Before he could explain, Hugo grabbed Kiara and Cassandra by the arms and practically shoved them in front of him. "I’m delivering them to you via Hugo’s Special Services!"

"...What?"

"Oh, and I’m here to pick up my uncle," he added like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Grace opened her mouth... and then closed it again when Hugo, without missing a beat, pushed Kiara and Cassandra inside. She had to grab the doorframe to avoid being knocked over. _{freēwebnovel.com}

"Hug—"

"Uncle Haines! I’m here!" Hugo called out like this was his own home. "Uncle! Where are you—oh! There you are!"

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