Mr. Jones Be Gentle (Grace) novel Chapter 527

"Grace, who is this?" Alice asked Grace quietly in the car. "How can there be such a good looking man in Entertainment Daily? He is gorgeous."

"He is not from Entertainment Daily." Grace sounded astonished as well. "I don't know him. Let's go quickly and see what the matter is from our so-called cousin."

"Okay." Alice nodded and followed Grace out of the car.

They walked towards Entertainment Daily.

The attractive man stood at the entrance. When he saw them, he looked at the both of them with piercing eyes.

One could not overlook his strong aura at the scene.

Grace glanced at the man too.

Out of politeness, Grace nodded slightly at him and headed in.

Suddenly, the man's deep voice called out, "Hold on."

Both Grace and Alice were both stunned, thinking that they had misheard him.

"Sir, did you mean us?" Grace stopped in her tracks and looked at him.

The man nodded, but there was not much of an expression on his face. He looked calm.

"Excuse me, are the both of you Grace and Alice Smith?"

Grace was surprised and she suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. Was he their so-called cousin?

"Yes, we are." Grace nodded.

Alice nodded along. "A-are you Zachary Lowe?"

After confirming his identity, the man grinned faintly and said, "Yes, I am."

"Oh." Grace was astonished. She hadn't expected her cousin from Southland to be so attractive; even the way he talked was graceful. "So, you're Mr. Lowe."

When Zachary heard her words, there was a glimmer in his eyes. He looked straight at her.

"Would you guys mind if we went to the cafe across the street?"

Grace paused for a moment before nodding. "Sure."

"Let's go then."

"I'll go say hello to our editor." Grace smiled at him.

Zachary nodded.

"Please wait for a moment." Grace rushed into Entertainment Daily while Alice waited outside.

Alice and Zachary were left alone at the entrance of Entertainment Daily.

Alice sized up Zachary and eventually stared at his face.

He returned her gaze calmly. He did not avoid her eyes nor feel embarrassed because of her observing him.

"This person is really interesting," Alice thought.

Alice thought that people would usually feel embarrassed at others' stares, but Zachary didn't.

He remained unflustered, which in turn made Alice appear to be the nervous one instead.

She smiled shyly and said, "Who are you exactly?"

Zachary smiled slightly and looked at Alice. He said, "In terms of blood relationship, I am your cousin"

Alice pursed her lips. "For someone who had never contacted us before, how would we know that you're indeed our cousin?"

"I am," Zachary replied. "The grievance of the previous generation was beyond our ability, so you don't have to be hostile towards me."

Alice's heart skipped a beat. How could he have seen through her so easily?

She was a little flustered and peered at him with her big, bright eyes. She snorted, "It's natural to be wary of others. How would I know what your true intentions are?"

Zachary laughed heartily and replied, "If I had any hidden agenda, it would be something that both you and your sister wouldn't be able to handle. So, it's really fine to let down your guard and be true to yourself."

Alice looked him up and down again and decided that although he appeared to be intimidating, he wasn't a bad person.

On the contrary, he seemed good- natured and elegant, with a sense of righteousness.

In short, he didn't seem to be a bad guy.

At that time, Grandma was still young, not more than thirty years old. She was carrying a girl of around two or three years old in her arms; she was Grace's mother.

A young kid who seemed to be around five years old was standing beside her grandmother. Grace had seen this five year old boy in photos before.

When she was a child, her grandmother often looked through the photos. Every time she looked at them, she would weep in silence.

Could the boy in the picture be their uncle?

Another three teenagers were standing behind Grandma. One was male, and the other two were

female. They seemed to be around the same age.

And the most serious-looking one was the middle-aged man sitting in the center.

He was much older than their grandmother. He was at least a dozen years older.

That person should be their grandfather.

Although her grandmother had never mentioned anything about him, Grace could guess that this photo was a family photo based on her common sense.

Zachary did not say anything. He just waited quietly for Grace and Alice to finish observing the family photo.

Grace finished viewing the photo and passed it to Alice.

Alice was also surprised. This was her first time looking at it.

Grace looked up and met Zachary's gaze.

He was sitting next to the window. The sunshine shone through the window, outlining his facial features. Although he seemed calm, there was a touch of resoluteness.

"Is he our grandfather?" Grace pointed at the middle-aged man in the photo.

Zachary nodded. "Yes, this is our grandfather."

Grace took a deep breath and looked at the man in the photo again. She felt that that man was hard to read.

Why was he so cruel to drive her grandmother away?

"Mr. Lowe, how many children did Grandma have?" Grace asked.