Chapter 222 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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“They’re good.” Jason replied with a smile.

“But, they’re still not as good as your chef’s, aren’t they?” Grace asked again.

“No, I prefer the ones you made,” Jason replied, “It doesn’t matter what you make, I’ll like them more.”

‘That’s… merely sweet talk, right?’ Grace thought to herself. At this moment, her mobile phone rang, and Grace looked at the caller ID. It was a call from Kyla Corbyn, thus Grace answered

On the other line, Kyla Corbyn’s voice was heard, “Grace,

Nelson’s surgery went well. The doctor said that once Nelson stabilizes in the next two days, he can start with systematic training to recognize voices.”

“That’s great.” Grace was ecstatic to hear the news. “Alright,

I’ll come over to visit Nelson this afternoon.”

With that said, Grace asked about the specific ward Nelson was in before ending the call.

“Is it about the child who has hearing problems?” Jason asked while looking at Grace.

“Yeah, Nelson’s operation went well. I’m free this afternoon, so I’m planning to go to the hospital to see him,” Grace replied.

“Then, I’ll go with you,” Jason said.

“You want to come with me?” Grace was bewildered and her eyes were wide open. “But… don’t you still have work?”

“I’ll just ask the secretary to postpone this afternoon’s affairs a little bit. Furthermore, they’re not urgent,” Jason said indifferently.

However, Grace was well aware that as the president of such a large group, everything was exceptionally urgent.

“What is it? Don’t you want me to come with you?” Jason asked.

“No… that’s not it.” Jason’s willingness to keep her company surprised her slightly, but it also made her heart flutter.

“Then, it’s decided.” Jason lowered his head and continued eating.

Grace saw this and lowered her head as well to continue eating. Then, just when she was about to finish her meal, his voice suddenly rang in her ears, “Sis, can you continue to make me more meals in the future?”

Grace was taken aback for a moment. As she raised her head, her eyes met Jason’s dark pupils.

Jason smiled softly, raised his hand, and wiped the corner of her lips; only then did Grace realize that there had been rice grains around her mouth.

Instantly, Grace’s face became flushed once more.

It was as if she could blush easily in front of him.

“Would that be okay?” Jason asked once more, waiting to hear her answer.

“My cooking is too ordinary, and it’s not as good as your chef’s,” Grace answered.

“So, what about it? I like to eat what you cook for me,” Jason replied.

Doubt flashed across her eyes. Even if he was not picky with food, there was no need for him to like her cooking so much until the point he wanted to eat ordinary dishes all the time.

After all, the professional chefs in the house were much better at cooking than her.

Perhaps, he was only saying such things to make her happy? Was it all hypocritical flattery? It was akin to the saying, ‘beauty is in the eye of its beholder. After all, he had mentioned before that he would fancy anything she made.

As if Jason was able to see the doubt in her eyes, he moved his thin lips and said, “I like it when you’re busy because of me,Sis. When you cook such dishes for me, there’s no doubt that you’re thinking of me in your mind, right? So, when I eat the dishes made by Sis, I feel ecstatic. It’s because Sis made them especially for me…”

The possessiveness Jason was showing Grace had begun getting deeper and deeper. It was to the extent that he was terrified of himself as well. Jason wanted to have all of her, including the food she cooked.

Nevertheless, Jason’s voice was like a stone that had plunged into the lake of Grace’s heart as ripples continued to appear. His gaze, voice, and words seemed to continuously express how much he loved her.

It seemed like… She was the only one…

It seemed like everything random that she offered to him, he would ecstatically accept it with open arms.

Grace could not help but think, ‘Was she really that important in his heart? They had only known each other for six short months now; could his feelings for her really be that deep?’

However, it seemed like Jason had no reason to lie to her.

She had nothing to offer, so there was no use in deceiving her, right?

“Would it be okay, Sis?” Jason had a magnetic voice that carried an unignorable desire as he asked the same question the third time.

“Then… I’ll cook more when I have the time.” Grace returned to her senses and felt that her heart was beating intensely.

“Okay,” Jason chuckled lightly.

Grace hurriedly lowered her head and cleaned up the lunch boxes on the table. However, just when she was about to close their lids, she hissed out and subconsciously pulled her fingers back. She heaved out a pained breath.

“What’s the matter?” Jason asked anxiously.

“It’s nothing, it’s just my nail. I chipped it accidentally. I’ll trim it when I get back,” Grace replied. Although she usually trimmed her nails often, the priority for her to do so had diminished the past few days. Hence, her nails were slightly longer than usual.

“Let me have a look at it,” Jason said as he pulled her hand closer. He carefully looked at her nail that had been slightly chipped earlier. “Is this the one?” Jason gently held the index finger of Grace’s left hand and noticed that the edge of the nail was slightly cracked. It should be fine after some trimming.

“Yeah.” Grace nodded.

“Wait for a while,” Jason said. Then, he picked up his cell phone and dialed the secretary’s number. “Do you have a nail clipper there?”

Grace heard this and almost choked on her saliva.

The other one who was almost choked on her saliva was the secretary who answered the phone. She had not expected the president to call her and ask her for– nail clippers?!

Was the president planning on trimming his nails? The secretary was confused and baffled. Nevertheless, she took her pair of nail clippers to the president’s office. That was when she noticed Grace sitting on the sofa with Jason.

“Young Master Reed, here are the nail clippers you wanted.” The secretary respectfully handed it over to him.

“Alright, you may leave now.” Jason said as he took the nail clippers from her.

The secretary then quietly exited the president’s room. However, when she was about to close the door to the office, she heard the president say in an extremely gentle tone, “Don’t move.”

This voice… and that tone… the person who is speaking… Is that Young Master Reed?

The secretary could not help but look in the direction of her boss. What she saw next was the president — carefully trimming Grace’s nails.

She was right. Young Master Reed was trimming a woman’s nails. The expression on his face was just as gentle as the tone he had used earlier; it was akin to calm water.

The secretary had worked in the company for several years, yet she had never seen such a gentle side of the president.

There were rumors in the company that this woman often came to the company to deliver food. It was very likely that she was the president’s new girlfriend. Nonetheless, she had always thought that it was impossible.

After all, if she were his new girlfriend, why would the president let his girlfriend deliver food to him every day?

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