Bab 80: I Traced You

She sighed and crouched beside him. "Mr. Xu, think of something you like more than cigarettes; anytime you try to smoke, that thought will remind you that they are more important," she explained, and he went into deep thinking.

What was more important than a cigarette? Drinking? Killing? 

"Mr. Xu, you love me more than cigarettes, right?" She asked, and he scoffed, "Don't be ridiculous." That was his reply, and her eyes widened in shock.

How could he love cigarettes more than a human? That was absurd.

"Forget it then," she sighed and turned to him. "Mr. Xu, which career do you think will suit me? A doctor or a writer?"

Raymond held his head frustrated; he stood up and picked up his car keys.

"Let's go"

Huh? Go where? Grace was confused; it was late, so where will they go?

"I will drop you off at the mansion," he added, and she quickly turned to get food.