Chapter 430 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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Grace was shocked. ‘Is he planning to do all the things we’ve done in the rental house?’

Now she wished she had not done so many things with him in the rental house

“We don’t have the tools here.” She had to find another excuse.

Grace was speechless when he asked his servant to bring him a complete set of hands. It was about to stab Jason’s neck, but two of his fingers caught it.

“What’s the matter? Are you trying to kill me, Sis?” asked Jason as he looked at Grace in the mirror in front of him.

“I’m… sorry. I zoned out,” she said.

“Really?” muttered Jason. The scissors were completely in his hand in the blink of an eye.

He looked down at the scissors in his hand, and there was a coldness on his expression. For a moment, he felt the urge to give her his life even if she did want it!

‘How did that happen?

‘I never intended to give any woman my life. Only I can decide whether I should live or die, right? Isn’t that what I was afraid of when I broke up with her?

‘Why do I still have such an idea even after we’ve broken up?’

“Jason, I’ve never thought about killing you.” His silence made her misunderstand. “Even if we’ve broken up, it was sad and painful at the beginning, but it’s all over now. I won’t kill someone just because we broke up.”

He furrowed his brows. She was only explaining herself, but why did it hurt him when he heard her say that it was all over?

“You’ve never thought about killing me?” He turned his head to look at her.

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“Yes,” she said.

“You don’t want me to die, then?” he asked, his dark eyes looking straight into hers as if he was trying to see through her.

‘Don’t want… Using those words makes it seem like something is going on between us.’

“I… don’t want you to die,” she said. ‘Yes, even though we’ve broken up, I’ve never wanted him dead or anything. All I want is for us to live our lives well.’

However, even that seemed hard to do.

“Therefore, you won’t let me die, will you?” His voice was like the floating clouds in the sky, leading one into a trance.

‘How could I let him die?’ Grace only felt as if the person in front of her was telling a joke. ‘He’s Emerald City’s Master Reed. He has trillions of dollars worth of fortune in his hands. Is he someone a mere paralegal like me could kill?’

“It’s not a matter of will or won’t,” she said.

“Just tell me, will you… or won’t you?” He insisted on an answer.

She could feel her heart beating faster and faster as he watched her. Almost subconsciously, her lips parted as she uttered the words, “I won’t.”

The corners of his lips rose slightly,

Even his eyes and slowly, a smile grew. Even his seemed to be smiling.

“Then you’d better remember what you’ve just said.” As he spoke, he handed the scissors back into her hand. “Alright, go on.”

By the time the trim was over, Grace felt her hands freeze. Her stomach growled with hunger.

She then had dinner at Reed Residence. It was no different from before, but she would at times have the misconception that she was still dating him.

She thought that she would be able to go home when dinner was over, but he kept her in the study.

Jason was at the large desk in his study having a video conference with the company’s senior executives, while Grace sat at a small desk, flipping through the case files she was working

It was the same small desk he had bought for her when she wanted to revise the laws and cases.

Grace was confused why Jason wanted to keep her in the study when he clearly had work to do.

However, when she asked him about it earlier, he had said, “It’s nice to have you around when I work. I feel a lot happier.”

Grace was rendered speechless. ‘What does that mean? Am I a mascot?’

Shaking her head, Grace threw the jumbled thoughts out of her head and refocused on the case files in her hands.

Baldwin’s trial was about to begin in a few days. According to the defendant’s attitude, it was clear that she wanted to put it off and not pay them any compensation.

A year behind bars could wipe out millions in damages which was a bargain for the defendant.

Although she was now 70 or 80 percent sure that the real culprit was the actress

Elise Dean, the evidence she had was not strong enough!

‘Maybe… by revisiting the route the car took or the crime scene, I might find something useful,’ Grace thought to herself. After all, it was all she could do now.

Otherwise, when the case did come to trial, even if they won, Baldwin and his family would not receive any compensation.

“What are you looking at? Why are you so focused?” Jason’s voice suddenly rang in her ears.

Grace suddenly realized that Jason’s video conference had ended and he was now by her side.

He was bent over with one hand on the desk while looking down at the files in her hand.

“Nothing. It’s just a case from the firm,”

said Grace.

“Are you really going to be only a mere paralegal in this firm? Don’t you want me to help you? I can give you a law firm. You’re now licensed to take cases on your own. You don’t have to be a paralegal at all,” he said.

“No, I just want to gain some experiences,” said Grace.

“Are you going to say no?” His voice deepened, and the air around them seemed tense again.

Grace bit her lip a little. “Jason, you don’t need to give me anything. I’m thankful enough that you were willing to get someone to protect Kyla and Nelson.”

What she wanted now was independence.

Even if he did give her a firm, it would not be hers. It would be like a castle in the air, gorgeous but unreal.

If one day he wanted to stop giving her things, he could take back those things he had given her at any time. When that happened, she would have nothing!

His fingers caressed her lip to stop her teeth from biting it. “Why are you so reluctant to call me Jay? You only call me that when I make you do it. Is it so difficult for you to take the initiative to call me that?”

Grace was silent.

‘Difficult? It’s not difficult. I just have to think of it as a title, but… Maybe it’s because the word ‘Jay’ used to be so special to me.’

However, now he was only Jason to her.

Calling him Jay would probably give her the misconception that he was still Jason.

No, should she say that Jay had only lived in her imagination? She never really knew him. That was why she was so shocked when he wanted to break

The Jay in her heart was just a creation of what she wanted, not the real him.

“Call me Jay. I like it when you call me Jay,” he muttered.

“Jay…” she uttered.

“Say it again.”

She cried out the word over and over again, but she repeatedly told herself in her mind, ‘He’s Jason. He’s just Jason.

“I’m just Jay to you.” As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around her.

His scent enveloped her, and a hint of gloom flickered in her almond-shaped eyes.

He would never be Jay to her. Her Jay was already gone when he said he wanted to break up!

In the hotel room, Martin Weiss said to

Paisley Daniels who was on the other end of the line, “Alright, I’ll be back tomorrow. I’ll take care of all the rumors on the internet.”

“Martin, what on earth made you leave without even telling me? I… I’m not mad at you. I just want to know the truth.” Paisley Daniels’s voice sounded somewhat pitiful, and one could not help feeling sorry for her.

“Wait until I get back,” said Martin Weiss as he rubbed his forehead.

He had hardly slept in the past two days. As long as he closed his eyes, images of his past with Kyla Corbyn could not help flashing in his mind.

He thought of her laughter, her tears, the way she had cried when she was pregnant with his child, and how he treated her back then.

He thought of how she had refused to give him a child by stabbing her stomach with a shard of gla** when he found her.

‘A child… She has already given birth to a child of my blood.

‘A deaf, disabled child!’

Thinking of the first time he met Nelson,

Martin Weiss had an indescribable feeling.

Back then, he asked what was wrong with the child, but Nelson just stared at him with those eyes that were similar to his. He kept gesturing with his fingers, uttering mumbled ‘Ahhhs’.

It was then he realized that the child was deaf! He could not speak because he was deaf.

Even though he was known as cold-blooded by outsiders, he sympathized with the child.

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