"Miss Grace, will you be my girlfriend?" Samuel asked with his solemn face.
Grace's heart nearly jumped out from her chest and did a mini flip flop. Grace almost vomited some blood out and nearly passed out after hearing him. Only she knew how she stopped herself from cursing this man and throwing him out from her shop.
Right now or even later she couldn't afford to offend this big guy. He was the 'chosen' heir of Wilsons. It will take him two seconds to challenge Millers. And this is absolutely not favourable for Millers. Otherwise she would have thrown him out of her shop.
'This creepy old man, aiming for younger fresh girls? Isn't this straight an old cow trying to eat fresh, tender grass?'
"Mr. Wilson, aren't you too old for me?" Grace asked flatly. She was afraid she would be angered to death by this man.
"Oh? I thought Miss Grace was into older and mature men?" Samuel said without batting his eyes.
