True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 136

Heinz Jones frowned. It was natural for a child to need a mother, but he had forgotten about that.

Ernest was still young. Although he was very sensible, obedient, and self sufficient, he was still a five-year-old child.

Heinz leaned back casually, but closed his dark eyes. His long eyelashes cast a deep shadow on the corner of his eyes.

When the butler saw this scene, he was even more respectful. "I'm sorry, sir. I've made a slip of the tongue."

"It's none of your business!" Heinz suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the butler. He then said in a deep voice, "Ernest is still a child after all."

"Yes." The butler nodded. "The young master himself didn't say anything."

"You may leave," Heinz said.

"Yes." Butler Holland left.

Lester came in from outside. When he saw the President, Heinz, he said respectfully, "President, are we going to the company now?"

"Yes!" Heinz stood up and walked out.

Lester hurriedly followed.

Heinz got into the car. When he came out of the villa, he said, "Lester, how is Lorenzo recently?"

Lester was stunned and said, "President, Lorenzo was taken into Hermione's house and has been locked up. He was not seen again."

"Did you send someone to keep an eye on him?" Heinz asked in a deep voice.

Lester immediately understood what was going on and said, "President, I'll arrange for someone to keep an eye on him right away."

"Lorenzo has just been locked up. After all, it's not a long-term solution." Heinz said calmly, "A person like him will not learn with just being locked up. You have to pay close attention to his movements."

"Yes." Lester replied.

Lester thought, "The president's intention is to protect Miss Smith, isn't it?"

When he arrived at the company, Lester immediately called to arrange for someone to pay attention to this matter.

Who would have thought that something had happened before the arrangement was even set up?

In the newspaper office.

When Hermione Lowe arrived, she saw that Grace Smith's seat was empty.

She immediately said to Chuck Dorris, "Has Grace arrive yet?"

"Not yet, Editor Lowe." Chuck replied.

"She's not here yet?" Hermione looked at her position in surprise. "She usually arrives at this time." "Yeah, I don't know what's going on today. Maybe there's a traffic jam." Chuck said.

"Alright." Hermione nodded. "When she comes in later, please ask her to come here and meet me."

"Okay, Editor Lowe." Chuck said.

Hermione entered editor's room.

It was half past nine. She came out and went for Grace again. "Is Grace still not here?"

"Yeah, Editor Lowe, she hasn't come yet!" Chuck was also anxious. "How about let me give her a call and ask about the situation?"

"Okay." Hermione nodded and said, "Tell Grace that I have something important to discuss with her."

Chuck quickly nodded and made a phone call. As soon as he dialed the number, a mechanical female voice came from the other side. "I'm sorry, the phone number you dialled has been turned off."

"Editor Lowe, Grace's phone was turned off." Chuck was very surprised. "Normally, she won't turn off the phone at this time. Why is it turned off now?"

Hermione immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed Grace's number. Sure enough, it was turned off.

"Did something happen to her?" Hermione asked in surprise, "Do you have her address?"

"In your dreams!" Lorenzo refused directly with a vicious smile. He stepped forward and grabbed her chin. "Look at your face. It's so beautiful."

"Let me go." Grace snapped, "Take your dirty hands away."

"What a cruel woman." Lorenzo grabbed her chin with great force, and his eyes were full of hatred. "I fell because of you, and Lilian and I were discovered by Hermione —"

"You reap what you sow." Grace replied.

"Slap!" Lorenzo slapped Grace on the face. "Shut up."

The slap on her face made Grace's hair scatter around messily.

Her small face had a red palm print on it, which was so clear to the eye.

Lorenzo looked down at her. Her beautiful face was really moving.

His hand stretched out again and fell on her neck.

Grace's eyes were burning with anger, and there was hatred in her cold eyes. "Get your hand off me, Lorenzo."

"I will not take it away." Lorenzo sneered and said, "Not only that, but I'm going to touch you. I will teach you a lesson."

"Don't touch me." Grace refused.

"Damned woman." Lorenzo gnashed his teeth and shouted, "The more arrogant and unruly you are, the more challenged I feel. Don't you know all men like to conquer women?"

"Get out." Grace snapped, "If you dare touch me, I won't let you go."

"Don't worry. I'll touch you again when I receive the money. Then I'll throw a defiled you back to Heinz and humiliate him." He smiled evilly and pinched her arm.

"Bastard!" Grace snapped.

"It seems that you still haven't learnt your lesson." Lorenzo was angry, and a hint of malice flashed in his eyes. He suddenly grabbed Grace's clothes and tore them off.