"Who cares about them?"
Grace Floss glanced at her surroundings. "I only want you to care about me!"
In the past ten years, she has killed many people! No one would spoil her like Oliver Walker did! She could only be a carefree girl by Oliver Walker's side!
"You…"
Oliver Walker's face was filled with helplessness. He wanted to pry Grace Floss's hand away, only to discover that this seemingly delicate girl was far stronger than him.
As a man, as the chaplain of the country, it was no exaggeration to say that he was kidnapped by a girl. It was really embarrassing!
"Tell me that you miss me, or don't blame me for being rude!"
Grace Floss's voice was filled with coquettishness. Since she grew up in this country, her accent was even more authentic than her mother tongue!
"Girl, I…"
