Chapter 820 Standing Up for Grace
"Willie," Quentin shouted.
"Mr. Taft, what can I do for you?" Willie rushed in like the wind.
"Take her back."
Willie looked at Grace, but before he could speak, Grace had already refused, "Don't touch me, I can walk by myself!"
"But Quentin, remember this, I won't let the person who harmed Mark and me get away."
"No matter what it takes, I will bring the murderer to justice and send them to prison."
After saying that, Grace turned around and walked out without looking back.
"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, Caroline's voice sounded from behind.
Then, Caroline rushed over, "Grace, you got blood all over me. Quentin letting you apologize is already being lenient. You don't think I'll let you leave so easily, do you?"
"So what? You want me to beg for mercy, and then you'll kindly let me go?"
"That's right, this proposal is..."
Before Caroline could finish her sentence, Grace suddenly took off her high heels.
Then Grace fiercely struck with the heels.
The whole action was done in one go.
After finishing, Grace clapped her hands and looked over, "Ms. Stewart, I never take responsibility for others, nor will I admit to something I didn't do."
"You want me to apologize, right?"
"Fine, here it is. I'm sorry, I slipped. Ms. Stewart, being kind and generous, surely won't mind, right?"
Caroline was so angry she gritted her teeth, disregarding her image, and rushed up like a madwoman.
"Grace, do you believe that if I pull out all your teeth and tear out your hair today, Quentin won't say a word?"
"I believe it."
From now on, Grace would no longer have any fantasies about Quentin.
She would no longer have any hope for Quentin.
"But Ms. Stewart, I won't give you that chance."
"If I suffer any humiliation here today, you will also be ruined and become the object of everyone's scorn."
"Don't believe me? Try it!"
Grace's cold gaze shot over, as fierce as could be.
For a moment, Caroline was scared.
But she was the daughter of the Stewart family and was about to become Quentin's wife, envied by everyone. Would she be afraid of an actress?
To maintain her position, she had to win this battle.
"Someone!"
Clapping her hands, Caroline shouted.
Soon, a row of tall, strong bodyguards came in.
Caroline looked over coldly, "Grace, after last time, you don't think I'm so foolish to let you bully me, do you?"
"Today, I'll show you my power."
"Do it!"
Grace didn't run.
Caroline had brought at least a dozen people, all highly skilled. She knew that even if she wanted to escape, she couldn't.
In just a few seconds, she was forcefully pinned against the wall.
Caroline, smiling, walked over in high heels, looking proud.
"Caroline!"
Suddenly, Quentin's voice sounded.
Then, he pulled Caroline to his side.
Caroline smiled, playing with his tie with her slender fingers.
Her voice was particularly tender, "Quentin, your tie is crooked. Let me fix it for you."
Quentin leaned in, his thin lips close to her ear, speaking through gritted teeth in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"Caroline, what exactly are you trying to do? You should know my limit."
"You're already feeling sorry for her. Quentin, I won't do anything to her. Look how nervous you are. I'm just scaring her a bit. After we get married, if she keeps coming to you, my position as your wife would be greatly challenged."
"I don't want to become a joke among the socialites."
Quentin grabbed Caroline's wrist, his eyes looking bloodthirsty and terrifying.
"You better remember my words. If anything happens to her, not only you but the entire Stewart Manor will suffer."
"The only reason I'm tolerating you now is to make her give up, but if you hurt her, then I won't be kind."
Caroline smiled, deliberately leaning closer.
She whispered in his ear, "Got it, Quentin. I won't hold back."
The voice was just loud enough to reach Grace's ears.
Perhaps Grace was already numb. This time, her face was calm, without any reaction.
"Grace, I'll give you a chance. If you beg me properly, I can let you go."
Caroline took a knife, deliberately lifting Grace's chin with the back of the blade, speaking arrogantly.
Grace turned her head. "Then just kill me!"
Caroline laughed, raising the knife in her hand, "Alright, since you're so uncooperative, I don't mind ruining your beautiful face. Let's see how you'll seduce Quentin then?"
Grace didn't close her eyes; instead, she opened them wide.
Quentin's hand had already reached out.
However, at that moment, the elevator door suddenly opened.
Then, Grace saw Kenneth striding in, his expression cold, his whole body exuding a chilling aura. He reached out and grabbed the knife from Caroline's hand.
Instantly, blood dripped from Kenneth's wrist, falling to the ground.
Grace looked at the scene in disbelief. She never expected Kenneth to come to her rescue.
"Ms. Stewart only has these tricks? How disgraceful!"
Kenneth snatched the knife from her hand and threw it to the ground.
Caroline was stunned, but soon, a smile appeared on her face. "Grace really has a way with men. First Quentin, then Mark, and now even Mr. Powell is bewitched by her."
"But Mr. Powell, you saw Mark's fate, an unconscious state, permanently disabled. So I advise you to abandon Grace as soon as possible. Grace is a jinx. If you stay with her, you'll end up dead and buried."
"Mr. Powell, I'm kindly reminding you because of the relationship between our families."
Caroline hadn't realized something was wrong and kept talking, but Kenneth's aura grew colder and colder.
Suddenly, Kenneth moved like the wind, grabbing Caroline's neck.
His icy expression was like something out of hell.
"Caroline, say that again?"
"Kenneth, let go of me!"
"Weren't you just brave? What? Afraid to speak now?"
Caroline, in a fit of anger, said, "Fine, I'll say it. I advise you to leave Grace as soon as possible, or you'll end up like Mark. Even if you wake up, you'll be a cripple."
Before Caroline could finish her sentence.
Suddenly, Kenneth threw her away like garbage without mercy.
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