Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Mumbling to herself, Blanca drank a bit of chicken broth that Mrs. Johnson had prepared, her face scrunched up. Setting the bowl down, she pouted, “Is it fine now?”

“Fine, fine, you can drink some more tomorrow. You’ve got a cold, madam. Please be careful,” Mrs. Johnson cautioned.

Blanca nodded and nodded again. She wasn’t in the mood for breakfast. A while later, Matthew had come up, but didn’t leave. Seemed like he was waiting for her. Blanca scratched her head and sat on the chair, looking up at the man with his unusual presence. “Are we leaving separately today?”

“?”

“What I mean is, I’m going to work for the first day today. If everyone knew I was coming in the chairman’s car, wouldn’t that be bad?” Blanca didn’t have much experience with the rich, but she still had regular common sense.

Girls these days were all bored out of their minds and exchanged rumors like football tickets.

Well, with a stunning bombshell like herself… well, maybe not a complete bombshell, but still young and pretty. With a young and pretty girl like herself becoming Mrs. Grant, there would for sure be a multitude of people who wanted to see her embarrass herself.

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office as my wife, am supposed to go to work with her

“Well, that’s…”

begin to twist things around in a rebuttal, Matthew had already taken

Well, that was violent…

her a mild look. “The driver’s off for the day. If you want to walk to the office, I

“…” Fine, you win.

was. Even getting a taxi wasn’t so simple. So she zipped up her mouth and clasped

so he took the executive elevator up, leaving Louise and Blanca there. Seeing Blanca, Louise walked over like a cat who’d

cocked an eyebrow. “You seem interested in our love life,

“What?”

in particular, that Louise wasn’t looking at Matthew the same way as a sister would at all. Mrs. Johnson had even told her the two