True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 51

Marry Smith continued, "Okay, let's go together."

At this time, the click-clack of high-heels could be heard. Soon, someone came to the reception room next door.

"Mr. and Mrs. Brown, the president is on an important phone call. Please wait for five minutes. He'll come soon."

It was the secretary's voice, and then she served them some coffee.

"Okay, no problem." Marry Smith's voice was gentle and cool. "We'll wait for Mr. Jones."

"Please enjoy." The secretary smiled and turned to leave.

After the secretary left, Simon Brown said, "Heinz Jones doesn't seem to care about us."

"How could it be?" Marry Smith said, "Simon, we should be patient now. According to Heinz Jones's working style, he is already nice enough that he makes us wait for five minutes instead of 20 minutes."

Simon Brown sighed and said, "Marry, you are really composed."

"Yes, if I'm not patient, Sunny Group will really be over." There was a hint of regret in Marry Smith's tone. "I have to act like this now."

"Marry, don't be too stressed." Simon Brown comforted her in a soft voice. "You still have me."

"Don't worry." Marry Smith said with a smile and suddenly took a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" Simon Brown's tone immediately became concerned and he was very anxious.

On the other side, Grace Smith couldn't see what was going on there. She could only hear their voices, which seemed to feel very homely for a second.

Then, Simon Brown thought for a moment and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Marry Smith said.

"I'm sorry, Marry. I drank a little too much last night and I hurt you, didn't I?" Simon Brown seemed to be apologetic.

"No, it doesn't hurt. It's, it's good." Marry Smith's voice was a little shy. "It's great."

“You...” Simon Brown was astounded .

"In fact, you have always been reluctant to be wild to me. I am not as weak as you think. Don't you know what I'm like? Really, Simon, we are husband and wife, I hope you can be open-minded. I will let go of myself, and I love you bravely. I am very happy."

"I'm just worried that you're too tolerant." Simon Brown said softly, "Marry, you should stop thinking about pleasing me. In fact, it's a man's duty to make a woman happy too."

Uh!

This was eye opening.

Grace Smith was taken aback.

"What the hell?" She thought.

The two of them actually talked about their bedroom matters in Heinz Jones's reception room. They really had no shame.

Grace Smith stood up quickly. She really wanted to see what kind of expressions they would show when she appeared in front of them.

She got up and walked out.

Just as Grace Smith was about to reach the door, she heard footsteps.

Grace Smith stopped her steps and realized that she was too impulsive.

She stood at the door and did not move forward.

At the same moment, the figure of Heinz Jones appeared at the door. He saw Grace Smith and glanced at her face.

Grace Smith opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, he had already turned and walked towards the next room.

The next second, she heard the polite voices of Marry Smith and Simon Brown greeting Heinz Jones.

"President Jones, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"President Jones, how have you been?"

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. and Mrs. Brown." Heinz Jones said.

The greetings came one after another, and then, the door was closed.

Grace Smith couldn't hear any voices from the other room.

She stood at the door, looking down at her toes and smiling nonchalantly. Those people were all from the same world.

She, on the other hand, was just a woman who was working hard for a better future for her son, herself, and her younger sister.

Wherever she went, all eyes were on her.

She ignored and went straight into the elevator.

Lester stood behind her and watched her leave. He frowned and went back to the president's room.

At this time, Heinz Jones was looking through a file with his head down and with a serious face.

"President." Lester looked at him cautiously and reported carefully, "Miss Smith has gone."

Heinz Jones's long and slender hand, which was holding a pen, stopped moving. He seemed slightly tense. He narrowed his eyes and then looked up at Lester with his cold eyes.

Lester's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt that things were not going well, and his forehead started to sweat.

"What did she say?" Heinz Jones asked in a low voice.

Lester repeated. The more he continued, the gloomier the president's face was. He pulled a long face.

"It's my fault. I didn't ask her if she would call." Lester apologized.

Heinz Jones narrowed his eyes and ordered, "Pay close attention to Entertainment Daily and see how Grace Smith will react when she gets back."

"Yes." Lester nodded.

"Prepare the car. Let's go to Simon Brown and his wife's appointment first," Heinz Jones said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Lester quickly made a phone call to deal with it.

Grace Smith came down and left the Jones Estate. She stood on the road outside, waiting to hail a cab to get back.

Suddenly, she heard a surprised male voice, "Grace Smith?"

Grace Smith was stunned. She turned around and saw Simon Brown. He got out of the car and went straight towards her.

Seeing the car, Grace Smith recalled bad memories.

She was wearing pants today, she didn't dare wear a skirt anymore. She had learned her lesson.

"Grace Smith, what are you doing here?" Simon Brown walked up to her and stood in front of her.