In the Lap of Luxury

Grace sounded quite troubled.

Just then, Spencer pushed the door open with some documents in his hands. He waited for Shawn to finish the call.

Shawn raised his hand, gesturing for Spencer to sit first, while he walked to the window. "How important is the relationship?"

Grace blurted out, "Very important."

"How serious is the threat?"

Grace didn't dare say that the matter was related to him. She swallowed and said, "It doesn't involve a life-or-death situation. It's a business competition at most."

Shawn had a clear idea of the situation now. "If it were me, I would choose to endure it and resolve the matter carefully. After all, it's a very important relationship. Once it's ruined, it can't go back to the way it was before."

For some reason, when he said this, Grace heard a hint of melancholy in his tone.

"Shawn, did I touch on something that upset you?"

"No, it's all in the past." After a pause, he asked, "Do you need help?"

Grace had already found her answer and hurriedly thanked him. "I can handle it myself. Thanks."

Spencer glanced at the time. The call had lasted for five minutes. After hanging up, Shawn stood by the window, lost in thought.

Spencer didn't dare to disturb him, but the matter was urgent. So, he couldn't help but say, "Mr. Griffin, I've got the documents you asked for."

Only then did Shawn turn around to take them. "You're quite quick. Did the people at the station give you a hard time?"

"No, when they heard that I was helping you, they were very cooperative. You used to be their captain, after all. They still showed their respect," Spencer said with a smile. After some hesitation, he asked, "By the way, why aren't you wearing a mask today?"

It was the first time Spencer had seen Shawn without a mask since he had been disfigured.

He had been mentally prepared for a major change in appearance, but he hadn't expected not to see a trace of Shawn's former self. He felt sad for Shawn.

Shawn continued to flip through the documents. "Someone asked me to let go of my burdens."

Spencer was shocked and instinctively thought of the phone call just now. His intuition told him the two things were related.

"Are all the accounts Hawkins Group submitted in the past few years here?"

"Yes."

Shawn flipped through the pages and saw Grace's signature at the bottom, followed by Benjamin's final signature.

"You can get back to work."

Spencer sighed. "That damn Ms. Lewis. Her video has made this place famous online. My back hurts after work every day."

There was still a long line outside the teahouse at that moment.

Shawn couldn't help but smile. He patted Spencer's shoulder. "Cut the nonsense. Just go."Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Meanwhile, Emily rushed into the lounge from outside. "Gracie, Gracie! Guess what I saw?" Grace was puzzled. "What?"

"Remember the couple who came in just now? When the man paid the bill, he signed his name as Jake Fulton. And his card is a special card under Fulton Group. I recognized it," Emily said excitedly, holding Grace's hand. .

"You know what I'm going to say, right?"

Grace remained calm. "Yes, he's Xander's half-brother from a different mother."

Emily was stunned to hear that.

Grace immediately covered her mouth. "Don't spread it around. When he accepted Zoey's interview he didn't reveal his identity. I suppose the Fultons still don't acknowledge him as the second son."

Emily nodded slowly. "I'll try to keep it a secret."

Grace and Noelle then left the boutique. When she looked in the rearview mirror, she realized that Jake's car hadn't moved. He was leaning against it and playing with his phone.

As if he had sensed her gaze, he looked toward her.

Grace raised an eyebrow.

The next second, she received a text. "Get dirt on Bobby Baxter for me."