"I didn't get that, what did you say?"
Charles lifted his head and glared at his father who was still making trouble. He heard it clearly. Or was it because he was standing so close to Grace? Anyways since his father said he didn't hear, he tugged Grace's sleeves, urging her to call him again.
Wasn't it just to call a name? She could even call it as many times as possible just to make the petty man happy after all that will not make him more handsome than him.
Grace's face on the other hand was already as red as a beet as she braced herself to say, "Jace."
Maybe it was because she was extremely shy but it came out more like a ….
Jace smiled amorously when he heard her and seeing the color on her face, he was finally satisfied. "Remember, no more sir, and it's an order, otherwise be ready to face the consequences of disobeying me," he threatened, masking the excitement in his galloping heart.