Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Blanca left the hotel in a wrathful flurry, took a taxi, and spat, “The Empire Group Building, hurry up!”

She looked like she was about to get into a firefight.

The taxi driver stepped on it and sped Blanca there. She paid in a hurry, and then walked into the brightly lit lobby of the Empire Group.

Taking out her phone, she was about to send a text back when a handsome fellow in a suit came up in front of her. “Hello. Are you Miss Roach?”

Blanca nodded. With a man this polite, she couldn’t throw a tantrum. She just asked coldly, “Where’s my necklace?”

The man smiled at her, his tones polite and respectful. “You’ve misunderstood, Miss Roach. Mr. Grant is the one looking for you. I’m just his assistant Curtis Irwin. You can call me Curtis from now on. Please follow me.”

From now on?

Blanca only wanted her pendant back. She wasn’t expecting any “from now on.”

Curtis the assistant brought Blanca to the foot of the elevator, and they took it to the eighth floor, outside the chairman’s office.

knocked, and a low, charged male voice rang out from inside. “Come

the door for Blanca, and politely motioned for her to go in.

office finally closed, and Blanca stood inside the spacious office, looking at the man

was in a deep blue, hand-tailored suit, a vest of the same color, a clean white shirt,

jewelry he wanted. What was with him

looked up with a hawkish gaze at

back at the ice-carved man before her, with a high nose, clear and

did that with this man last

admitted that she was somewhat satisfied that he

started burning. She wanted to find a hold in the ground,

this pendant?” The man held the necklace in

tell you? Why would you even

you got something this precious. Did

a

she hated most was someone called her a