True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 66

The corner of Heinz Jones's lips twitched. This woman's words were too harsh!

It was the first time that he had met such a woman who could speak to him so boldly.

Despite his many years as a businessperson, it was the first time he met such a vicious woman. She

was smart and knew how to show off the best of her.

She had taken advantage of him but still managed to let him pursue her willingly.

Indeed, this woman had her own uniqueness.

Heinz Jones felt that all his principles and actions had gone out of control ever since he met this

woman. Indeed, he was very frivolous whenever he was with her, but he was not like this previously!

How could he give up all his principles just for this woman?

"Honestly, you are the only one I feel this way for." Heinz Jones looked at her seriously and said, "Like

I've said before, I'm only aroused by you."

"Well, I understand. It's like how a peacock reacts during its mating season, fanning out its tail to attract

the attention of the peahens. " Grace Smith nodded and thought for a moment. "Your actions are

similar to those peacocks with their tails opened wide."

"Grace." Heinz Jones hesitated and smiled playfully, "Your usage of words would really make me want

to slap you."

She even compared him to a self- absorbed peacock! It was really annoying.

"Really?" Grace Smith said casually, "A gentleman is always composed. We won't be having dinner

together tonight, if you give me a few slaps."

"I have no intention of hitting you." Heinz Jones laughed maliciously. His smile was too wicked. "I have

tons of other ways to punish you."

As he said that, he came closer to her.

Grace Smith pushed his gorgeous face away and quickly walked to his car.

There was a colleague passing by behind her. When the man saw Grace Smith, he immediately

greeted her in a flirtatious way, "Grace, are you off work?"

"Yes, I am.” Grace Smith nodded.

"Going on a date?"

Grace Smith shook her head. "It's just a meal."

"Haha!" The colleague smiled and left quickly with a very ambiguous smile.

Grace Smith was flabbergasted, but she did not really care about what others thought of her anyway.

When she got to the side of the car, she looked up at Heinz Jones.

Heinz Jones understood what she meant. She was asking where she should sit.

Her eyes could deliver this message, without her speaking.

He said bluntly, "It's just you and me today, just sit on the passenger seat."

He had not asked Lester to drive today.

Grace Smith opened the door and got into the car.

Heinz Jones also got in the car, started the engine, and began driving.

"Where are we going?"

"Since you want to watch the show, we have to get ready." Grace Smith looked at her watch and there

was still plenty of time. "It's 5:30 now. I'll send something to Lorenzo's wife at 7 pm, and at 9 pm, I'll

unlock the door to Lilian's house on time to let Lorenzo's wife in."

When Heinz heard her arrangement, he frowned and said, "Are you sure everything will go smoothly as

you planned?"

"More or less," Grace Smith replied.

Heinz Jones's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice, "Tell me the address."

"No. 1, Sunset Avenue, Fortune Zone B-7. It the first building there. Let's find a place to eat around that

area."

Heinz Jones quickly set the navigation to Sunset Avenue.

They arrived at the area fairly soon. It was an old residential area so the passage of cars was not being

strictly checked.

Heinz Jones then drove to B-7, Fortune Zone. Grace Smith was very puzzled. "Why did you come her?

There's still a few hours before nine o'clock."

Heinz Jones parked the car beside the gate of another unit and looked out of his car window carefully.

There were no signs of an elevator but only stairs. The security door to the stairs was not closed. The

area was serene, with ivy growing on the walls.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question!" Grace Smith exclaimed.

Heinz Jones glanced at her and grunted, "We need to check the surroundings in advance, just to be

safe."

Grace Smith was stunned. She didn't expect Heinz Jones to be so attentive.

She observed the surrounding environment and felt inexplicably emotional. There was always a reason

why successful people succeed in life.

Heinz Jones was very attentive to whatever he set out to do.

There was a hint of admiration in Grace Smith's eyes.

"You think I'm amazing, don't you?" Heinz Jones asked in a hoarse voice. He while swiftly unbuckled

his seat belt and moved closer to her.

Grace Smith was shocked. She moved backed and said, "You are just mediocre."

"Oh, obviously you were impressed, just admit it." Heinz Jones chuckled and his eyes deepened. "Do

you remember that I said that I would punish your smart little mouth, before we got on the car?"

Grace Smith panicked. She quickly unbuckled her seat bel, wanting to get off from the car.

"Patter-"

The door was now locked.

Seeing this, Grace Smith froze. She turned around, looked towards Heinz Jones and asked, "Mr.

Jones, how are you going to punish me?"

'TH use my mouth, of course. An eye for an eye, get it?"

"I had garlic for lunch," Grace Smith looked at him and smiled. "It won't smell good."

Heinz Jones frowned, "Well, you've got guts!" He said ferociously.

Grace Smith shook her head seriously and said, "No, Mr. Jones. You're the one who has the guts."

Heinz Jones gnashed his teeth in anger.

He narrowed his eyes while keeping his gaze on her.

Grace Smith leaned against the door of the car as Heinz Jones slowly approached her.

His eyes were full of wickedness. As he slowly approached her, she felt oppressed.

She held her breath in anticipation.

Heinz Jones took a deep breath, as if he was checking if she had eaten garlic.

Grace Smith was shocked and was a little frightened. She averted her gaze and did not dare to look at

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He leaned closer towards her. Her dark silky hair hung straight down around her. She was captivating.

"Grace." He raised his husky voice and asked, "You had garlic?"

"Yes." Grace Smith nodded.

"Why didn't you eat green onions?" Heinz Jones said in a teasing tone, "The smell of green onions is

more intoxicating than garlic."

Grace was speechless.

It seemed that he knew she was lying.

She turned her head quickly and looked back at him. She took in a deep breath and said, "Mr. Jones,

please don't waste any more time. We are going to catch a show! Let's eat quickly, I have to do some

preparations."

"It won't take a century for a kiss," Heinz Jones suddenly approached her.

Her lips were fragrant and soft.

There was no garlic smell at all. Her lips were simply fresh and bewitching. This woman was lying.

A wicked smile appeared on Heinz Jones's lips. She would have no chance to struggle. He had already

made up his mind to punish Grace Smith thoroughly.

Five minutes later.

Grace Smith collapsed against the seat of the car. Her eyes were in a trance and she couldn't focus.

Lust filled her entirely.

Then, she looked at Heinz Jones, he appeared a little restrained on his seat.

"Ahem!" He cleared his throat and looked at her red and swollen lips. He said slowly, "Well, you're

delicious, and I'm looking forward for more. How about following me home after we're done with this

show?"

Grace Smith took a deep breath and immediately refused, "No.”