He Clings to Me Every Night

Chapter 544: Deeply Thoughtful

Grace Ziegler quickly followed suit.

Watching Mrs. Marshall ascend the second floor, she trailed after her.

In order to ensure Mrs. Marshall’s safety, as she was not a guest, the restrooms on the second floor were temporarily closed. Grace had no choice but to wait outside the security detail.

Seeing Mrs. Marshall being accompanied by a female attendant, Grace very politely bowed and greeted, “Hello, Mrs. Marshall!”

Olivia Jenkins turned at the tender voice, instantly locking eyes with a somewhat familiar face.

Out of politeness, Olivia gave the young woman a slight nod.

“Mrs. Marshall, I’m Daniel’s secretary, Grace Ziegler. May I have a moment of your time to discuss something regarding Chief Daniel Marshall?”

Olivia was initially prepared to dismiss her with a smile, paying no mind to the strange woman, but after identifying herself and mentioning Daniel, things got interesting.

Suddenly, Olivia halted, casting an eagle-like penetrating gaze upon the woman, observing her with interest.

It was during this close examination that Olivia realized – she had seen this woman before.

She had seen her at the entrance of a milk tea shop not long ago, where Daniel had been holding her while she wept in his arms.

No wonder Olivia found her face familiar, no wonder this woman was audacious enough to try and attract her attention. So, she was Daniel’s secretary. She gets to spend every day with Daniel, see him every day!

Just one look was all Olivia needed to know that despite the woman’s seemingly harmless and innocent face, she harbored deep and ambitious thoughts.

Daring enough to confront her, to capture her attention, out of curiosity and because of this woman’s confidence, Olivia wanted to hear what she had to say.

The mind of a woman can be a terrifying thing. If she didn’t see her now, there would be another time. She would stop at nothing to achieve her goals. Might as well meet her now to ensure she can sleep peacefully tonight.

Valerie Howard didn’t want Mrs. Jenkins to engage with the stranger and advised her to return to the banquet. Olivia shook her head slightly, “Valerie, let her come.”

Oliva walked to the corner of the second floor. Seeing Valerie’s signal, the security allowed Grace to come up.

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Even though Mrs. Marshall hadn’t said anything, Grace was actually quite nervous and a bit frightened.

But, she might only have this one chance, so she had to take a leap of faith.

Grace’s hands hung by her sides. In reality, her palms were clammy with sweat.

Contained within the camera frame, Mrs. Marshall’s beauty was impossible to ignore. The woman standing before her was equally imposing, Grace also felt a sense of cold pride radiating from Mrs. Marshall, but she remained confident, making it impossible to discern her true emotions.

Mrs. Marshall was indeed no ordinary woman, a vague aura of dominance surrounding her, along with an aristocratic majesty!

“Regarding Chief Daniel Marshall, what do you want to say?”

The tone of Mrs. Marshall’s voice was very calm, when she spoke lightly, it made Grace tremble slightly as she mustered the courage to meet her gaze.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Grace found the courage to say, “Chief Daniel Marshall likes the leek dumplings I make very much. I want to tell Mrs. Marshall how to make them so you can prepare them for him whenever you want.”

There wasn’t a hint of emotion on Mrs. Marshall’s beautiful face, Grace truly didn’t know what Mrs. Marshall was thinking, she wasn’t even sure if Mrs. Marshall was angry…

Mrs. Marshall remained silent, and a sense of fear crept up in Grace’s heart, causing her to panic.

Grace cautiously made eye contact with Mrs. Marshall, feeling a tingle on her scalp under the penetrating gaze.

Mrs. Marshall’s gaze was too sharp, Grace could barely withstand this confrontation. But she braced herself to say, “Chief Daniel Marshall also very much likes the pickled vegetables I make, I would also like to share the recipe with Mrs. Marshall.”

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