Chapitre 92: Chapter 92: What do you want to do?

Grace Gordon's eyebrows tightened, and her eyelashes trembled as her dazzling eyes, like the night sky, opened...

In a trance, Grace seemed to see a figure sitting by the window.

Grace closed her eyes, thinking she must be still asleep and hallucinating...

Grace opened her eyes again, and the figure was still there... Startled, she propped herself up, and in the dark...she looked at the man sitting by the window, holding a cigarette in his hand.

In the darkness, Grace couldn't see very clearly, and her heart raced as she asked, "Who is it?"

Aiden Moore was leaning against the window with one leg outside and one leg inside, smoking a cigarette...staring at Grace Gordon.

"Aiden Moore?" Grace instinctively grabbed a blanket to cover herself.

Aiden flicked the ash off the cigarette outside but didn't make a sound... He just wanted to come and see Grace Gordon.