章 20: Chapter 20 Grace Gordon Seems Slightly Intoxicated
The warm air in the car made Grace Gordon's face flushed red... The whole carriage was filled with a heavy alcohol aroma, and it seemed like Grace had become slightly intoxicated too.
She tightly gripped the steering wheel, focusing all her energy on driving to the most luxurious and safest villa region in the city.
As the car traveled safely to the front of Stanhope Brown's villa, neither of them spoke.
Anxious to escape the slightly oppressive and awkward atmosphere inside the car, Grace said after stopping the car, "Well... if there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Help me in, the liquor is giving me a headache ..." Stanhope Brown rubbed his temples with his long and beautiful fingers, seemingly in genuine pain.
Seeing that Grace hesitated, he said, "I'll have someone take you back, it's not safe to go out at night."
"It's okay, I'll walk a bit and hail a car..."
"You can't walk twelve kilometers and hail a car, listen!" Although Stanhope's tone was gentle, he had no intention of discussing it with Grace, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."
"After all, you are the Secretary of State, and others know I came to drop you off. You wouldn't do something that would damage your reputation."
With a hint of cunning in her eyes, Grace finally helped Stanhope into the house.
As soon as the door was opened, the lights inside brightened.
Grace opened the shoe cabinet and saw the only pair of couple slippers inside. She took out the men's half and placed them at Stanhope's feet, then asked, "Where are the slippers for guests?"
Stanhope put on the slippers and walked in, not looking back as he said, "There are no guests here, the pink ones are yours."
The pink ones are yours?
What did Stanhope mean by that? Did it indicate that he was determined to have Grace... so he had even prepared the slippers in advance?
Grace felt her ears heat up at this thought, and after searching for a moment, she found no extra slippers and had to put on the brand new pink ones.
Stanhope's villa was decorated in a simple but elegant style. It was obvious that there was no female owner, not even a hint of warmth...
Seeing Stanhope looking exhausted with his eyes closed, leaning on the sofa, Grace turned around and searched for the kitchen, intending to boil water and make tea.
Stanhope listened to the faint noises coming from the kitchen, and the corners of his mouth continued to lift into a smile.
Before long, a small bowl filled with a sweet, fragrant soup was placed on the tea table in front of Stanhope. He opened his eyes, and seeing that it was not the tea he had expected, he looked up at Grace with a questioning expression.
"In the past, when my brother came back from entertaining guests and had too much to drink, the aunts at home would make this sweet soup. It is very good for getting rid of the alcohol effects and nourishing the stomach, even better than tea. I saw you had dates at home, so I made it." Grace explained as she stood on the gray plush carpet.
"The driver will be here in a moment, just wait."
Stanhope then picked up the bowl and took a sip... it was sweet and the taste of dates lingered between his teeth. His brows slightly furrowed, but he still finished the whole bowl.
Perhaps it was because the two of them sitting here in silence felt a bit awkward, and the slippers on Grace's feet made her even more uneasy.
She spoke first to Stanhope Brown: "Mr. Secretary of State, don't take my words from last time to heart. I just don't think I have any outstanding qualities that could be of help to you. There are many talented people by your side, like Mr. Sim... Even if I tried my hardest, I couldn't catch up to a fraction of Mr. Sim's ability. You don't need anyone else if you have Mr. Sim, right?"
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