True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 75

Mrs. Chen nodded and signaled to her henchmen, "Take Lorenzo Chen away, bring him home, and

lock him up." Mrs. Chen ordered.

"Yes!" Her henchmen replied, they immediately came forward, cuffed Lorenzo Chen, and escorted him

out.

Lorenzo Chen was petrified. He stuttered, "Please, honey, don't."

Mrs. Chen completely ignored him. She looked at Grace Smith and smiled. "I believe you are not the

type of person that would seduce Lorenzo Chen. I erred in my judgment of him all these years because

I don't understand men, but I think I can trust my judgment of other women." Mrs. Chen said.

Grace nodded. "Thank you for believing me, Mrs. Chen." Grace Smith.

"No, not Mrs. Chen. My name is Hermione Lowe, and you can call me Madame Lowe from now on."

Mrs. Chen said.

Grace Smith was taken aback by this statement. She felt surprised and excited, this signaled a kind of

transformation, almost like a rebirth.

She had decided to use her maiden name once more, and would no longer be bound to her husband's

last name.

Grace Smith felt a deep sense of respect and rising esteem. "Madam Lowe, it is my honor." Grace

Smith said.

"If the odds are in our favor, we will cross paths again." Hermione Lowe said, she held her head slightly

higher as she left.

The room was still and silent. Lilian Ross collapsed onto the ground. Peering at Grace, she could not

resist bursting into tears.

Grace understood that it had been a rough evening for her. She had been humiliated, insulted and

physically assaulted, the whole time being in a constant state of emotional turmoil.

Grace felt compassion for her, seeing her in such wretchedness.

She walked over, looked around for a coat, and put it over on Lilian Ross.

Grace Smith said, "Lilian, this is a blessing in disguise. 500,000. It's not the biggest amount, but if you

work hard you can definitely earn more. An industrious person won't remain in poverty."

Lilian Ross concurred. "It's true. I was consumed by greed in the past. Would you despise a woman

like me?" Lilian Ross asked.

Grace shook her head. "No, I wouldn't," She said.

Lilian Ross stared at her, looking for any traces of insincerity.

Grace continued, "Everyone makes mistakes, no one is perfect. Just know how to correct the course

when you slip, and don't continue in your errant ways."

Lilian agreed. Stroking her tear- stained face, she breathed deeply and said, "Yes, I was too greedy

and kept demanding for more. I have to face the consequences, unfortunately."

"What will you do?" Grace Smith asked, she looked at her.

Lilian Ross took the cheque, looked closely at it and said, "I will leave town and return home. With

some of my accumulated savings over the years, I can buy a mansion there, perhaps marry, and lead a

simple life."

Grace nodded. "I do wish you happiness and best of luck for the future." She said.

"Thank you very much, Grace Smith." Lilian Ross thanked her sincerely.

Grace Smith shook her head. "Not at all. Actually I didn't fulfill my role today to your satisfaction." Grace

Smith said.

Lilian shook her head. "Well without you being here today I might have been beaten to a pulp. Like you

said, a blessing in disguise, at least I can still walk and am not severely injured." Lilian Ross replied.

"Sure.” Grace replied. The two women smiled at each other.

As Grace looked at the time, she realized it was already ten o'clock. "I have to leave." Grace Smith Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

uttered.

"I'll hand in my resignation tomorrow." Lilian Ross said, "Grace, you should quit too."

"I will think about it.' Grace Smith replied.

"Well, it's late. Be careful on the road." Lilian Ross said, she wiped her face, pulled her clothes together

and stood up. "Farewell, Grace." Lilian Ross added.

"Good night." Grace Smith said, then she made her way out of the room.

Opening the door, she saw Heinz Jones and Jensen Charm standing there both with quizzical

expressions on their faces.

The other police officer had left.

Grace Smith closed Lilian Ross' door, gazing at Heinz Jones.

His eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his expression was stern.

He did not expect her to be able to resolve this thorny situation.

Jensen Charm smiled while he spoke, "Grace Smith, I could not have anticipated this. Your ability to

handle this situation is better than our policemen in the force. Why don't you train to be an officer?"

Grace Smith froze. This was all getting a bit bizarre, with Heinz Jones suspecting her of taking

advantage of him, now Jensen Charm with this offer for her to become an officer.

Grace Smith curled her lips and and went silently down the stairs.

Heinz Jones looked wordlessly at her departure, the expression on his face serious.

Jensen Charm patted Heinz Jones on the back as he said, "Look, Heinz, she's a capable woman. She

doesn't need us men, she can defend herself against a bunch of henchmen and a tough old broad."

"She's not just some tough old broad." Grace Smith said, she turned around, looking at Jensen Charm,

who was still up on the stairway. She was earnest in tone. "Madam Lowe is a sensible and reasonable

woman." Grace Smith added.

Grace Smith could not help wondering, if she were in her shoes, would she be able to be so charitable

as to write a cheque of 500,000 for her husband's mistress, let alone control the urge to beat her up?

She chose to let it be and let bygones be bygones.

This was a powerful woman indeed, resilient and decisive. In a lot of ways she had more character and

grit than many men.

Jensen Charm's taunting remarks had hit a nerve with Grace Smith. She would not tolerate his

disrespect.

Slightly taken aback, Jensen Charm smirked, acting like it was just an oversight, but his laughter

betrayed his glee.

"Grace Smith, you are a woman full of surprises." Jensen Charm spoke earnestly. "I apologize. Madam

Lowe is no tough broad. She is a lady. You are all ladies." Jensen Charm added.

Grace Smith turned back and continued down the stairs.

She ignored both of them, continued downwards and once she reached the bottom, instead of going

towards Heinz Jones's car, she walked towards the entrance of the estate.

"It's getting late. Where are you going?" Seeing her walk away from his car, Heinz Jones quickly went

up to her and grabbed her hand.

Grace Smith froze, trying to free her hand from his.

She spoke with as much dignity she could muster, "Mr. Jones, please show some respect, please don't

touch me."

Heinz Jones felt shame engulfing him. Of course this had to happen in front of his best buddy Jensen

Charm, who was always looking to gloat and have a good laugh over his failures and misfortunes.

Seeing the spectacle of Heinz Jones rushing to Grace Smith and then being rejected was enough to

tickle Jensen Charm. He burst out laughing.

Heinz Jones felt himself getting angrier.

'TH send you back," he said in a low voice. "It's so late, it won't be safe for you to return by yourself."

Heinz Jones insisted.

"If you ask me, I am safest when you keep your distance." Grace Smith retorted.

Who else in this world was more perilous than he was?

Heinz Jones was speechless and silent.

Jensen Charm smiled knowingly. "Grace Smith, don't be angry. Heinz is just worried on your behalf. He

has no talent for words. Think reasonably, it's getting late. If you go back by yourself, we won't feel at

ease. Let us send you back home." Jensen Charm persuaded.

Grace Smith glared at him and replied, "What is there to be worried about. It should be you who should

be worried. Both of you are such eyecatching beauties, I would not feel safe with both of you

accompanying me."

"Are we eye- catching beauties?" Jensen Charm asked, he was astonished. "We are specimens of

manliness, how can we be beauties?" Jensen Charm added.

"In the eyes of a single woman, you are all beauties. It's safer for me to stay away from you." Grace

Smith threw out this sarcastic remark as she turned around to leave, walking quickly.

Both Heinz Jones and Jensen Charm stood there frowning.

"Heinz, she's such a stubborn and difficult woman. Are you sure you are ready for that in your life?"

Jensen Charm asked.

Heinz Jones's expression darkened in an instant. "That's none of your business!" Heinz Jones

exclaimed.

Jensen Charm walked leisurely to the side of the car and opened the door. "I am just concerned. Why

lose your temper so easily, like a rabid dog? Don't let lust ruin your friendships!" Jensen Charm said.