There were no sounds outside anymore, and Grace Ziegler quietly got up.
She would never allow herself to sleep without removing her makeup, insisting on protecting her supple skin. Her beauty and youth were her capital for revolution, and she was determined to safeguard these assets.
After her bath, Grace Ziegler also applied an emergency facial mask to herself.
While waiting, Grace Ziegler walked over to the window and looked down.
Suddenly, she saw Daniel Marshall's car parked downstairs.
Grace Ziegler was overjoyed, her face brimming with a pleased smile, and waves of sweet warmth surged through her heart.
He hadn't come to pick her up but was waiting downstairs at her place, smoking. Daniel must have been thinking of her, worried about her... How typical of Daniel. How could anyone bear to let go of such a man so easily!
