True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 50

Heinz frowned and a hint of worry flashed across his eyes. "Miss Smith, are you not feeling well?"

Grace was stunned for a moment and then came to her senses. Looking at Heinz's eyes, she was

surprised and shook her head. "No."

Grace was perfectly fine just now. She even spoke badly of me with Lester just now, but now she

looked glum. Since she was not uncomfortable, then she must have some other problem.

Grace lowered her head again and fell into deep thought.

Heinz was displeased when he saw her bowing her head. "Since you're not unwell, the way you

behave now does not make you look like a professional business person. You look like I owe you

something. Can you behave more appropriately?"

Grace was shocked and raised her eyes to look at Heinz's face again. She helplessly moved her lips

and showed a sad and helpless smile.

"Mr. Jones, I'm sorry, you misunderstood me."

Grace apologized sincerely and didn't want to quarrel at all. She suddenly felt very tired, and there was

a hint of fatigue showing between her eyebrows.

Heinz frowned and felt that something was wrong. Grace was not being aggressive anymore, which

made him very bored.

This woman suddenly changed her attitude completely. It was strange.

Grace's mood was influenced by the mention of " Sunny Group". She pursed her lips and thought of

Simon and Marry. Things had been brewing for many years. Grace thought, "Was it right that I took my

child and left all those years ago?"

What has Marry done?

Now it seemed to Grace that she had to figure out what had happened that year.

Soon, Grace arrived at the president's room.

By a glance, the corridor was as clean as new. It was luxuriously decorated and had a rosewood wall.

Walking through a spacious corridor, she realized it was a secretary's office. There were many cubicles

in the room, so there should be as many secretaries.

Further inside was a reception room. There were several reception rooms, of different sizes, meeting

rooms, private offices, tea rooms, and in the Northern City, having such a big working area surely

costed a lot of money. These office buildings were so spacious and luxurious.

Grace stood there, admiring Heinz in her heart.

Heinz should be very young. Rumor has it that he was barely 30 years old, but his company was

already so glorious.

This made Grace see Heinz in a new light.

Grace could not help but look up at Heinz.

Their eyes met.

Grace was stunned and found that Heinz was also looking at her. His eyes felt as sharp as knives while

he was looking at her.

Grace felt a burning sensation on her face and pursed her lips.

Heinz said, "Lester, take Miss Smith to the VIP reception room. I'll go there after meeting with Mr. and

Mrs. Brown. Both of you can start with the meeting first."

"Yes." Lester nodded and gestured to Grace, "Miss Smith, please come with me."

"Thank you." Grace nodded and saw that Heinz did not follow her into the reception room.

As she turned around, Heinz's eyes were fixed on Grace's back as he sized her up with interest.

Grace felt that her back was being stared at with eyes as sharp as a blade. She did not dare to look

back and walked into the reception room stiffly.

This reception room was about thirty or forty square meters in size. It was one of the smaller rooms, but

it was indeed luxurious. Its luxury leather sofa and matching wooden coffee table were all very tasteful.

"Miss Smith, please take a seat." Lester then asked for someone to send tea to her. "Do you want

coffee or tea?"

"No, I'll leave after the meeting with Mr. Jones." Grace sat on the sofa; she was not in the mood to have

any tea.

Lester said, "Let's have coffee."

Grace shook her head and said, "Let's have tea then. I'm not used to drinking coffee."

"Okay."

After a while, the green tea was delivered. The secretary smiled, served the tea, and left with a nod.

The secretary was well-trained.

This was Grace's first observation.

She didn't expect Heinz, who seemed to be a ruffian, to have such a well-behaved subordinate. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Lester sat down and said to her, "Miss Smith, what did you want to discuss on behalf of the Daily

Entertainment Magazine?"

"Lester, we want to have some of your company's advertising budget. Why don't you give our company

a chance?" Grace said, going straight to the point.

Lester was stunned. "Well, Miss Smith, I can't make that decision. You'd better talk to the president

later."

Grace opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.

Lester smiled and said, "I'll go and have a look. Please wait a minute. After the president meets the

guest, he will come to talk to you personally."

Lester smiled, stood up, and left.

Grace was left alone in the VIP reception room.

When Lester returned to the president's room, Heinz was sitting behind the large chair, leaning back on

the chair and resting with his eyes closed.

"President," Lester said, "Miss Smith came here to ask our company to advertise on their magazine."

Heinz frowned and said in a low voice, "She is dreaming."

Lester was a little unsure about the president's mood.

What did that mean?

At this time, a phone call came from the secretary's desk.

Lester quickly went to pick up the phone.

A voice rang out. "President, Mr. and Mrs. Brown are here."

Lester looked at Heinz. He had already opened his eyes, and his wise eyes flashed layers of light. He

said in a low voice, "The first reception room."

"Yes." Lester answered.

Five minutes later.

In the first reception room.

In the corridor, a tall girl with a curvy body stood beside Simon. He was young and somber in a dark

gray suit.

The woman was Marry. She wore a white-collared shirt with exquisite details, with a pair of wide-legged

pants and high heels. She looked very well-shaped and capable.

Marry held on to Simon's arm and smiled confidently.

The secretaries of the office couldn't help but take one more look.

"Mrs. Brown is getting more and more beautiful."

"Yeah, she looks even more beautiful than the last time she was here." The workers couldn't help but

praise them from the bottom of their hearts.

"Mr. Brown, Mrs. Brown, please follow me to the first reception room."

"Okay." Marry nodded slightly and smiled daintily. "Thank you."

They followed the secretary to the first reception room and passed by the VIP reception room. At this

moment, Grace was sitting alone in the VIP room.

When Grace heard the voices coming from outside, she looked up subconsciously and saw Simon and

Marry.

Marry was holding Simon's arm intimately, as if they were just married.

Grace thought with a self-deprecating smile in her heart, "Simon, you said those words to me in the car

yesterday, and now you are like this with Marry today."

This was the true colors of this man.

In the past, perhaps she did not completely understand this. At that time, her love was still immature

and her feelings were pure.

Later, Grace felt that perhaps it was fate and that she didn't want to be entangled with Simon anymore.

But when she saw that Simon with Marry now, she still felt disdain towards him from the bottom of her

heart.

Grace warned herself to stay away from them.

The secretaries seemed to have left.

The two reception rooms were just next to each other, and a sweet and beautiful woman's voice came

from the next room. "Simon, after meeting with Mr. Jones, let's go shopping together. I saw a nice suit. I

want to buy it for you. You should try it first."

"Sure." Simon's voice sounded gentle and calm. "I'll do what you like."

Grace was stunned for a moment. Judging from their words, the couple had deep feelings for each

other. What an ideal couple.