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The bodyguard looked up and down at Grace Wilton, and one of them, a burly man over one nine ters tall, walked towards her with a blank expression, “Ma’am, please raise your hands, and cooperate with us.”
He then gave a signal to another bodyguard who ca over with a tal detector.
Grace understood the procedure here and obediently raised her hands, waiting for them to check.
Five minutes later, they even checked her hair, exchanged glances, and then returned to their original positions, saying, “You can go in now.”
The servant hurriedly helped Grace push open the luxurious European-style double doors and stood aside.
Grace straightened her clothes, took a deep breath, and walked in.
What caught her eye was an extrely luxurious study.
In the study, from small ornants to large desks, everything was of collectible value. The diamonds inlaid in the magnificent crystal chandelier further showcased the extre extravagance!
While she was dazzled, the door of the suite in the study opened.
A tall bodyguard ca out pushing a wheelchair. A man in his seventies was sitting in the wheelchair. Although he was only wearing a simple set of ho clothes, it did not affect his imposing aura. He glanced at Grace with sharp eyes, coldly said, “Didn’t I tell you not to co here again?”
“Dad, 1…
The old man frowned, his sharp eyes seed to see through people’s hearts, and with just one glance, Grace felt extrely embarrassed.
Although she was very powerful outside, at this mont, she could only lower her head like an elentary school student and said, “Old Master, I have very important things to tell you about our family’s Baron.”
“His affairs do not need your concern.” Strong, dignified, and beyond doubt!
Grace bit her lip and stepped forward, “But this is not a small matter; it concerns the future wife of the Baron, and I hope you can give a few minutes.”
“Baron’s future wife?”
Seeing hope, Grace imdiately affird, “Yes.”
The old man looked at her, and seeing that she didn’t seem to be lying, he frowned and relented, “I’ll give you ten minutes.”
“Thank you, Old Master.” Overjoyed, Grace started to slowly recount everything she knew…
Ten minutes passed, and she had said all she needed to say. She felt much lighter and stood aside, waiting for his decision.
The old man didn’t know what he was thinking, and after a while, he raised his head and calmly said, “I see, I will have soone investigate this matter. If it is indeed as you said, I will handle it.”
Grace was about to thank him.
Only to hear him rcilessly say, “But let remind you again that, in the future, you should stay out of Baron’s affairs. If I hear that you have gone to him privately again, don’t say I won’t have the heart to send you away to Yluria Country! Understood?”
Grace clenched her fists and complied with restraint, “Understood.”
“Tyson, take her out.” The old man frowned, then added, “And transfer 7-5 million from my account to her while you’re at it.”
“This money is to repay you for the 750 thousand back then.”
After saying that, he didn’t even bother to look at Grace and ordered soone to escort her out.
He then turned his head and ordered, “Imdiately check if there is a woman nad Enna Clark around Baron.”
“Yes, Old Master..”
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