The Wife In Disguise

Grace has been on the edge of her seat for the past few days.

Because Marcus has not been answering her calls and has been perfunctory in his messages to her.

He must still be mad at her.

Angry that she didn’t help him out.

She had to find him and find a way to coax him.

So when she learned that Marcus had gone to the Imperial Club, she dressed up in disguise and couldn’t wait to follow him there.

Marcus’s private room was in the VIP room on the third floor. Grace was passing the corner when she caught a glimpse of a man and a woman entangled together without thinking about it.

“Nina, look at me! After all these years, why can’t you see my existence? Yes, I’m not as handsome as Mr. Johnson, I’m not as powerful as him, but the only thing I can compare to him is my heart for you! He treats you like trash, I treat you like a princess, Nina, can you please turn your head and look at me?”

“Well, you’re making a lot of noise! Get out of the way, I want a drink!”

“No more drinks, Nina, I like you.”

The man held the woman’s face and kissed her directly.

The woman whimpered twice, weakly allowing the man to kiss her.

Grace lingered for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

The man is Harry.

And the woman, it seems, is Lu Austin’s sister, Nina.

So Harry likes Nina?

Or is it the kind of thing you can’t ask for?

Grace’s eyes flashed with interest, just as if she had read a gossip.

When she arrived outside a VIP room, she straightened her clothes and pushed the door in.

The room was dimly lit and the stirring sound of music echoed through the air, accompanied by the sound of women’s laughter and men’s flirting.

Grace’s eyes landed on the two women and one man on the couch, and instantly a nameless fire flashed in her eyes.

“Marcus, I need to talk to you, so get them out of here.”

Marcus’s shirt was wide open, and when he saw that it was Grace who had entered, the smile on his face was slightly curtailed.

He patted the two coolly dressed women, “You guys go out first.”

After the two women went out, he poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said lazily, “Miss Harper, why do you have time to come to me today?”

Grace walked over to him and sat down with a resigned look on her face, “Marcus, are you really going to keep ignoring me?”

Marcus played with his wine glass, his breath grim, “I’m too busy to care about you.”

During this time, several projects he was responsible for were cut off by Louis using various means.

He was too busy cleaning up the mess to have time for this useless, stupid woman?

“Marcus, I know you’re still mad, but I’ve got good news!”

Grace said in a rush, “You don’t know, Louis took me back to the Johnson Manor and he’s going to marry me soon.”

Hearing this, Marcus snorted lightly and pushed her hand away with a disgusted look.

“Grace, stop dreaming, Louis will marry you? You go to the 888 booth, he and Violet are partying!”

He came to play when he just happened to see Louis a few people also came.

People and Violet pair up, no Grace part.

Grace froze and said in a rush, “Marcus, I’m telling you the truth, Louis will definitely marry me. You believe me, I will help you to annex The Johnson Group.”

“It doesn’t matter if Louis marries you or not, because what I want is to beat Louis!”

Marcus’ face was filled with gloom, “But every plan has failed. grace, how can you make me trust you when you’re so useless?”

Grace is anxious and aggrieved, “Marcus, every time the plan fails, is it my fault alone? Whenever I didn’t help you with your plans? What woman would be willing to be your pawn and spy without a name or a reputation?

Grace’s eyes got red as she spoke.

Marcus looked at her with a slightly chilly aura around him.

He put his arm around her shoulders and softened his voice, “Okay, why are you still crying? Don’t cry now.”

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“So do you still blame me?” Grace asked, wiping tears from her eyes.

“I’m not in a bad mood, that’s why my tone of voice is a bit heavier?”

Marcus patted her hand and poured her a drink.

Grace took the glass with a look of resignation on her face.