Chapter 628 The Dominant and Overbearing Quentin1
Quentin was driving and Grace was in the passenger seat.
So, she quickly took her phone to message Jessica, explaining that she wanted to use this opportunity to go for an audition.
Jessica quickly replied.
[Alright, I'll find a chance for us to go out together in a bit.]
[Okay.]
With Jessica's help, Grace felt much more at ease.
When they arrived at The Walton Manor, Quentin, and Grace went in together, and Freddy and Gilbert came running towards them.
Quentin thought they were coming to hug him, so he quickly squatted down and opened his arms.
To his surprise, Gilbert and Freddy bypassed him and hugged Grace.
Their clear voices rang out pleasantly.
"Ms. Morgan, it's been so long since you last visited us."
"You haven't forgotten about us, have you?"
It had been a long time since Grace last saw them.
During her last visit to The Walton Manor, she only briefly saw Jessica and didn't meet Freddy and Gilbert.
So, seeing them this time, Grace was very happy, and a rare smile appeared on her usually calm face.
Grace pinched their little cheeks with one hand and held their hands with the other as they walked towards a nearby chair.
"How could I? I've always remembered you."
"Even if I forget everyone else, I could never forget adorable Gilbert and Freddy!"
Hearing Grace's words, Gilbert and Freddy were especially happy.
At the same time, they didn't forget to compliment Grace.
"Ms. Morgan, you're so beautiful."
"We haven't seen you in a while, and you're even more beautiful than before."
Being complimented on her beauty, anyone would feel good.
Grace was no exception.
She gently pinched their little cheeks again and replied with a smile, "You know how to make me happy!"
Gilbert said, "No, Ms. Morgan has always been very beautiful."
Freddy pointed at the TV in front of them, "Yes, Ms. Morgan is much prettier than many celebrities. If Ms. Morgan became a star, she would be super famous. Gilbert and I are your top fans."
Jessica heard this and immediately said, "Freddy, Ms. Morgan is thirsty. Go get her a glass of water."
"Okay!"
With that, Gilbert and Freddy happily ran off to get water.
Jessica walked over, looking at Grace with concern, "I'm sorry, Grace. Don't take it to heart. Freddy doesn't understand anything and just says whatever."
"Jessica, it's okay. It's been years. I'm no longer the fragile and vulnerable Grace I used to be. I've become stronger."
"Besides," Grace leaned closer to Jessica, "if I couldn't overcome the setbacks of the past, I wouldn't be able to start over. Since I've decided to back to the entertainment industry, I'm prepared to face the gossip and rumors."
Although she said this, Jessica still felt heartache.
Grace could have stood on the brightest stage, becoming an international superstar.
But now, she had fallen to the point of playing second fiddle.
Such a huge gap would be unbearable for anyone.
On the other side.
Freddy and Gilbert had just poured the water. When they turned around, they saw Quentin and immediately greeted him politely, "Hello, Mr. Taft."
"Freddy and Gilbert know Grace?"
Quentin was puzzled by this.
If he remembered correctly, Jessica had left here before giving birth.
When Jessica returned, Grace had already left.
So, Grace and they had no chance to meet here.
There was only one reason.
Gilbert and Freddy, without any guard, answered Quentin's question, "Yes, Mr. Taft. We lived with Ms. Morgan for a while when we were abroad with Mom."
Quentin's eyes deepened instantly.
So, he was right.
After drinking the water, Grace asked Jessica, "Where's Stella? I haven't seen her."
"She's upstairs sleeping, and Gabriel is with her."
Hearing this, Grace felt a surge of emotions, "I never expected the dignified CEO Mr. Walton would personally take care of his daughter. No wonder people say men want daughters. Gabriel proves that."
"Indeed, Gabriel has been doting on Stella since she was born."
"Jessica, I'm going to the bathroom."
When Grace came out, Quentin suddenly pinned her against the sink.
His tall body trapped her, exuding a strong sense of dominance and possessiveness.
Since they were in Gabriel's house, Grace didn't dare to speak loudly, so she lowered her voice.
"What are you doing? Let go of me."
"What if I don't?" Quentin raised an eyebrow.
There were many servants in the manor, and Grace didn't want to have a conflict with him, so she softened her tone, "This isn't your house. You can't do whatever you want."
"So, you're saying we can do this when we get home tonight?"
Grace was helpless.
At that moment, she vaguely heard voices, as if someone was coming in their direction.
Grace became extremely anxious.
"Quentin, let go of me."
He was shameless and could ignore others' opinions.
But she couldn't!
"Beg me, and I'll let you go."
Grace immediately grabbed his sleeve and softened her voice, "Quentin, please."
"Is that your way of begging?" Quentin was not satisfied.
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Grace became even more anxious.
She knew what Quentin wanted.
She felt that kissing him was nothing compared to the chance of someone finding out about their relationship.
So, in the end, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and kissed him.
The moment she kissed him, she kept telling herself it was just a touch like a dragonfly skimming the water.
It was no big deal; she could just pretend she was bitten by a mosquito.
Then, she realized she had underestimated Quentin.
Quentin took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her waist.
In an instant, with a spin, the world turned upside down, and they switched positions.
Now, Quentin was pressed against the hard marble sink, and Grace was lying on top of him, held by his waist.
This position was even more embarrassing than before.
If someone walked in, it would be even harder to explain.
Grace was frantic, "Quentin, you can't go back on your word. Let go of me!"
"When did I agree?"
Quentin was being shameless again.
Just as she was getting desperate, she suddenly thought of something.
She lifted her right foot and, without hesitation, stepped on Quentin's toes.
Quentin immediately gasped in pain and was about to cry out when Grace quickly covered his mouth with her hand.
At the same time, she whispered a threat in his ear, "Let go of me, or I can't guarantee where my next step will land. If I end up hurting your manhood, that won't be pretty."
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