Chapter 62

“Cecelia Shayne, what’s going on with you and that man of yours? Why did you come running to my place in the middle of the night?”

Grace Turner, with a pair of panda eyes, stared at the person who called her at around 1 a.m. to pick her up, and after coming into her house, remained silent the whole time, but her face became increasingly red.

It was now almost 4 a.m., and the girl seemed to have no intention of sleeping.

It was okay if she was not going to sleep, but could she at least say