Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 190

Chapter 190

Grace paused in her footsteps and slowly turned around. She saw that the car was slowly becoming a Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

small black dot as it traveled further.

She doubted there would ever be any other man who would wholeheartedly treat her well and who

would not be bothered by her criminal records. The only problem is that she didn’t want to drag him

down with her.'

She looked until she could not see the car before turning around to head toward her house.

At that moment, she did not notice the black Bentley parked by the roadside not too far away. The

person in the car lazily looked out the window with a vague smile as if he was watching something

amusing.

Terrence, who was in the front seat, nervously looked through the rearview mirror. After observing his

boss for a while, he thought for sure Jason was about to unleash his inner beast.

Jason’s eyes glowed amber and his hands flexed and curled as if his wolf was prowling beneath his

skin.

Terrence inwardly chided Grace, If you're going home, just go home. Why did you allow another man to

drive you home? What will Mr. Reed think about this!

At first, he thought that it would be a good thing to let Alpha Reed see Grace. Now, he wondered and

worried if he’d be torn to shreds for his incompetence.

Damn it, he never should have let her into Reed Corporation’s building!

“I suspect... Miss Cummins had some matters that she needed someone to drive her back." Terrence

broke the silence in the car.

Jason looked at Terrence with an indescribable look. "Why? Are you interceding for her?"

Terrence suddenly felt chills running down his spine and obediently kept his mouth shut.

At the same time, Grace had arrived back at her home. She switched on the lights and placed the food

that she bought from the canteen for eight bucks on the table. After that, she made her way into the

bathroom to wash her hands.

Her pair of hands had always worked in a dirty environment, so they no longer looked smooth and

supple like how they used to be.

She only hoped that those words she said today would not be too traumatic for Chase. She then

chuckled to herself. If those words did not affect him, then he might continue to waste his time and

effort on her.

Whichever way the situation went, it would have its consequences.

She sighed and looked at her reflection on the mirror by the wall. She was swamped with tons of

problems herself. Her uncle's issues, her grandmother's condition... She did not know what to do

anymore.

Grace froze when she came out of the bathroom. Jason was not only sitting by the small table, but he

was also playing with a key in his hand.

That key... She had given him that key in the past. When they were at the hospital, she had not asked

him to return the key and neither did she change the lock to this house. This made it a breeze for him

to walk in as he pleased.

"Why... are you here?" she asked awkwardly.

"If I didn’t come, how would I find out that someone had taken you home?" Jason said as he stood up

and naturally walked over to Grace. "The guy who sent you home today is that guy who works as a

driver at the Sanitation Service Center?"

Grace was taken aback. “You saw Gus drive me home?”

For a moment, she pursed her lips, refusing to say a word.

He walked up to her and grabbed her chin. "Why? Is he the reason why you refused to stay by my

side? What is he to you?"

"It's none of your business!" Grace wanted to look away, but the strength of his grip was extraordinarily

strong that she could not even move an inch.