Chapter 445
"Yes, that's her," Leo confirmed.
The elderly man on the couch laughed. "A young woman has gotten you this worked up? Now I'm curious about her."
Leo hesitated, unsure of how he could explain the troublemaking abilities of this "young woman" his boss had dismissed. Instead, he focused on his main concern. "Boss, how do we handle the Hart Incorporated crisis?"
He had not come to discuss Grace but needed help to navigate the mess he was in.
"Mr. Thompson's birthday gala is in five days—that will be our opportunity."
Leo stood and bowed respectfully. "Thank you for your help."
While Leo had not slept for a day, Grace had slept through most of it. She finally woke up in the afternoon, wrapped in silk sheets. Her pale arms were sprawled across the bed as she fumbled for her phone to check the time. It was 3 pm.
Grace sighed, tossing her phone aside and pulling the covers over her face. Under the blanket, she could not stop cursing Oliver, wishing she could teach him a lesson.
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