Chapter 363 Island Massacre

• Nephele stood to the side and nodded. “Grace, I think Mr. Declan makes a lot of sense. Building your company step by step wasn’t easy. You’re about to be a woman worth tens of millions. Staying with that useless security guard Mr. Cyrus is a total embarrassment!”
• Grace straightened up, her face ice-cold, and looked at Nephele. “Mom! Say one more word of that garbage and I won’t recognize you as my mother! And as for Mr. Declan Howle, please leave. Save your breath. If you think a flick of your finger can make me give in, go ahead and try! I see you clearly now. Mr. Cyrus was right—you’re a hypocrite, a smiling tiger. I’m done falling for your act.”
• Declan’s face went dark with fury. He knew he’d never win Grace’s heart.