True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 11

After considering back and forth for the whole morning, in the end, Grace still went to handle the

formalities and officially became an employee of the Daily Entertainment Magazine.

At five o'clock in the evening, she got off work.

Lilian gathered all the staff in the office to celebrate.

Daily Entertainment Magazine’s sales had broken the record. So Lilian received a generous bonus

from the company.

The restaurant they had dinner was the best steakhouse in town, and it was equipped with best in class

karaoke sets for entertainment too.

After three rounds of drinking, Grace went to the bathroom. As soon as she made a turn, she hit a wide

chest.

"I'm sorry," Grace apologized immediately.

A pair of slender hands grabbed her shoulders and pressed down hard.

Grace was stunned. These hands were really beautiful.

However, it was a man's hand.

"Thank you." Grace thanked him.

"You're welcome."

The voice sounded a little familiar.

Grace froze and looked up subconsciously. Then she saw an angular face, a firm chin, tightly pursed

lips, straight nose, and deep sharp eyes.

Wasn't he the man last night?

Heinz Jones.

Grace's heart trembled. "Um, I don’t expect to meet you here."

"Me too." Heinz looked down at the woman in front of him. She was slightly drunk, which made Heinz

felt a bit unhappy. "Were you drinking?"

"Just a little." Grace did not intend to have any contact with him. "Sir, please excuse me."

Heinz frowned and said in a deep voice, "Hey young lady, you owe me an explanation."

Hearing this, Grace felt guilty. Was this man coming for the news?

Grace secretly glanced at him and met the man's sharp eyes. She immediately dodged and said,

"What, what explanation do I owe you? I have nothing to explain."

Heinz pursed his thin lips and said, "I can remind you of what you have done."

Grace nervously bit her lip. That night she had uploaded those photos to the clouds, but the writer’ s

name on the news was Lilian. Now, Grace was very grateful that she didn't own the authorship of that

news. It was so wise of Lilian, she had to thank Lilian for helping her out.

"Go ahead. I don’t mind." Grace said stubbornly.

"The news on the magazine today." Heinz reminded Grace patiently, "Do you really think that by putting

your colleague's signature, I can't tell that it was your works last night?"

Grace was shocked and pretended to be confident. "But I deleted it. You knew it! I don't know why my

colleague also took photos of you. Mr. Jones, I’m sorry about your bad luck."

Hearing her ridiculous words, Heinz's handsome face was full of smiles. But he was surrounded by a

dangerous aura, which was terrifying.

"Grace, play tricks on me? How dare you!"

Grace's heart tightened, but she still said stubbornly, "I don't have the guts to fool you. I'm going to the

toilet. Bye."

She knew she had to run away from this man as soon as possible.

Suddenly, four bodyguards appeared in the corridor. They all turned their backs at Grace and Heinz

and surrounded them there.

Grace was shocked and could not break out of the circle.

Then Heinz approached Grace.

It made her subconsciously retreated, but her body had no way to retreat, she was leaning against the

wall.

She looked up and saw his Adam's apple. This man was too tall.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Grace shouted, "I'm going to shout for someone."

Heinz's hand suddenly reached over and fell on her lips. His tone was very seductive. "Calling for help? ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

You can try."

It was a low tone, full of deterrent male power.

For some reason, Grace shuddered.

Grace looked at the man in front of her and was a little angry. "Mr. Jones, please forgive me. Let me

go."

She felt that she had no strength to resist at all. In this man's sphere of influence, her legs were weak.

"Remember, no one dares to play tricks on me. Especially you, young lady." Heinz's face was cold, and

his narrowed eyes were sharp, staring straight into Grace's eyes.

Grace was trembled out of fear.

Grace lowered her head slightly. The effect of alcohol made her a little dizzy.

Suddenly, a man’s hand reached out and grabbed her chin. Heinz held it up so that Grace had to look

into his eyes.

"Mr. Jones-"

Heinz stared at her pink lips, suddenly lowered his head and began to kiss Grace.