Chapter 188
The thought of Oliver being upset with her felt like a heavy stone in Grace's heart. Her nose felt stuffy, and she couldn't stop crying.
Upon hearing her soft cries, Oliver's desire to comfort her overwhelmed him. He held no anger toward her.
With a smile, he gestured for her to come closer.
"Come over."
Grace shook her head.
"I'm scared."
Peter chimed in, "Grace, weren't you extremely bold in the fight just now? Why are you so timid when you see Oliver?"
When Oliver noticed the bruises on Grace's arm, his expression darkened.
His demeanor turned cold and furious, like a predator suddenly awakened. He exuded a dangerous and bloodthirsty demeanor.
Despite being a sensitive person, Grace misinterpreted Oliver's anger.
She thought it was directed at her.
Out of grievances, she burst out crying in the cell.
James felt helpless.
"Why are you crying again?"
"Darling, I'm sorry…"
One of the police officers couldn't bear to watch Grace's distress any longer and opened the cel
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