True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)

Chapter 127

Grace Smith was really a graceful young lady. She always looked well put together and it made people

around her feel comfortable.

The only thing strange about her expression was that she looked like she was on the guillotine.

What kind of expression was that?

Didn't she want to see him?

Heinz Jones frowned and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong? Are you frustrated that you had to send

me the draft?"

Grace smiled slightly, to cover up her awkwardness and said, "No, it's my honour to send it to you."

"I don't catch any sense of honour on your face," Heinz said

Grace took a deep breath and muttered, "You don't have good eyesight. Who can you blame on?"

"Hmm," Heinz's voice was cold. "My eyesight is not good? I think you just did not want to come here."

"No," Grace shook her head and said calmly, "It’s my honour to see you again, Mr. Jones."

"Don't put on an act for me. I don't buy this." Heinz said.

"Then I'll go now," Grace said, "Mr. Jones, after you've read the draft, call me if you have any

questions."

"Stop," Heinz said in a deep voice, "Did I say you can go?"

Grace had to stop and stand there, staring at him. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said,

"Then I'll wait for you. You can say whatever you want."

"Are you trying to please me by being so obedient?" Heinz asked very proudly.

Grace had long been accustomed to this man's selfconfidence and malice.

"Yes, Mr. Jones, I'm pleasing you. Hurry up and read this draft.", Grace said perfunctorily.

"Pleasing me?" Heinz eyes flashed and he said, "If I am happy, maybe I will consider advertising on

your publication after your office has upgraded from its previous content."

Grace was stunned. She subconsciously looked at him with surprise in her eyes.

He actually took the initiative to mention the advertising deal, which was really unexpected.

Grace didn't dare open her mouth. She was afraid that it would be a trap.

After all, Heinz seemed as sly as a fox.

She looked at him for a while, keeping a calm face.

"If the enemy stays quiet, I should not move. If the enemy starts moving, then I should remain quiet. I

should only move when I have a plan," Grace thought.

Therefore, she didn't say anything according to this rule, she just looked at him.

Heinz frowned at her silence and said, "Don't you want me to invest in your newspaper?"

Grace said, "I can't decide on behalf of the newspaper office. Whether you invest or not, it's not a big

deal to me."

She said this on purpose, but she was in fact, telling the truth.

After all, she only worked at the newspaper for a salary. Lorenzo Chen had schemed against her and

caused her so much trouble previously. Now, all she wanted was to earn her salary in peace.

Given her meagre salary, it was not worth it to get into trouble for it.

So Grace had to consider before jumping into any such situations.

"Ha." Heinz sneered and said, "I am offering you money, but you don't want it."

"A gentleman has his own ways of earning money," Grace said, "Mr. Jones, could you just tell me your

conditions directly? I don't have much experience in this. I won't be able to survive your tricks."

"Why would I be tricking you into taking my money?" Heinz sneered, he was now angry. Was he such a

man with no morals in her heart?

"Does she mistrust me so much?

Am I such a bad guy?" Heinz couldn't stop thinking.

He was very displeased.

Grace looked at him warily and said, "I didn't say that you are trying to trick me. I just think there is no

such thing as a free lunch."

"I literally want to drown you with money," Heinz said in a low voice as if he was serious.

"You should finish reading the draft first," Grace said, "I'm not as smart and capable as you are. If there

are too many projects going on, I'm afraid that I can't handle all of them."

Heinz flipped the documents in frustration, glanced at them, and said coldly, "You make me so

unhappy. Aren't you afraid that I won't let you publish the manuscript?"

Grace hesitated and said, "Do you want to be happy?"

"Yes," He rolled his eyes at her. This woman just could not please him! He just wanted her to have a

better life and offer her money! She didn't even think of accepting it. Since when she had become so

cautious?

Grace said, "There are many ways for you to be happy."

"Name one," Heinz said meaningfully.

What he wanted was the happiness that Grace would give him.

"You can go to a nightclub. There are all kinds of men and women in there. I think since you are so

angry early in the morning, you can go there to vent your anger. It will be enough." Grace sincerely

suggested, "You can also consider giving away your money. It'll make you feel happy too."

Heinz stood up immediately and looked at Grace. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "I want you to make

me happy and yet you suggest for me to look for a slut!"

Grace didn't take it seriously. She looked at him and said, "If you don't want a woman, you can also

have a man." "Grace!" Heinz let out an angry roar, which was comparable to the roar of a lion.

Everyone outside the president's office heard his voice.

The entire secretary office was stunned. If the president's roar could be heard with such a good sound-

proof facilities installed, it seemed that Miss Smith had really messed up this time.

They were all worried about Grace.

Even Grace's hair stood on end.

"Mr. Jones, I'm sorry. I'm wrong." Grace immediately put on an obedient front. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Heinz's chest heaved violently, and his dark eyes narrowed a few times. Then he gritted his teeth and

said, "Grace, you win."

"Please have a look at the draft." Grace put her hands together and bowed. "I was wrong. I forgot that

you are a great person. You don't have any bad habits. With your good character, all the women in the

Northern City would want to marry you."

"Shut up!" Heinz sat down again, looked at her with displeasure, and said, "You're talking bullsh*t, like a

dog barking."

"I'm not a dog," Grace retorted in a low voice.

"He's the dog, I am not one," She thought spitefully.

Heinz then thought of something. He looked at her mouth with his deep eyes and lowered his voice.

"There's no problem with this draft."

He had looked at them carefully and finally came to a conclusion. He also understood that the

publishing team wanted to their newspaper to spread positive and motivational content.

Therefore, he decided to agree to the publishing of this interview, in order for Grace to gain some

recognition at the newspaper.

"Thank you, Mr. Jones," Grace immediately seemed happy again. "Then can we publish it now?"

"Of course," He replied.

"I'll inform our editor now!" Her excited expression was beyond words.

"Hold on," Heinz said in a deep voice.

Grace was stunned and looked at him in surprise. "Is there any other problem?"

"Put it down. Tell your editor later," Heinz said in a deep voice.

Grace was stunned and puzzled. "Didn't you just agree?"

Heinz narrowed his eyes and glanced at her. He said, "You're so silly."

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"I'm teaching you the rules of the workplace. Can't you see it?" Heinz frowned unhappily.

Grace was stunned and asked back, "Really? It doesn't seem like it."

"That's why you're so silly." He said grumpily, "It's better for you if she asks you for the draft than you

submitting it willingly. Then she will look highly upon you. Besides, I am not an interview subject who

comes by easily. I have given you my first time."