Chapter 887: Chapter 887: Are We Moving?

Chapter 887: Chapter 887: Are We Moving?

They had arrived, Simon Howard stopped the car.

Grace Ziegler pretended to be groggy and tried to push and pull the car door open, but she couldn’t manage.

Simon Howard got out of the car and opened the door, unexpectedly, Grace Ziegler fell down at the car door.

Simon Howard coldly stared at Grace Ziegler without any intention of helping her up.

Suddenly, someone pushed Simon Howard away.

Startled for a moment, Simon Howard only then, by the light of the moon, saw the woman who was helping Grace Ziegler up.

“Grace, wake up, we’re going home!”
Hearing her mother’s voice, Grace Ziegler’s face was a picture of astonishment.

Fearing her mother would talk nonsense, Grace Ziegler instinctively hugged her mother tight and continued to rant, “Thank you, Mr.

Howard, for driving me home.”
Simon Howard’s sharp eyes never blinked as he stared at the woman wearing the mask, “You’re welcome!”
At Simon Howard’s signal, a man who had come from Grace Ziegler’s car gave Grace Ziegler’s bag and car keys to the woman wearing the mask.

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To carry on the act and not let Mr.

Howard see any flaws, Grace Ziegler, though supported by her mother, continued to pretend that her body was unsteady, and her legs moved about as if out of control.

Not wanting to be recognized and not wishing to blow things out of proportion, Ella Charles, supporting Grace Ziegler, said softly, “Thank you!”
Thereafter, Ella Charles intended to help Grace Ziegler into the building.

Virtually blocking their way, Simon Howard inquired into the masked woman’s identity, “Who are you to Secretary Grace Ziegler?

Sorry, but I need to ensure Secretary Grace Ziegler’s safety.

Please tell the truth; otherwise, I’ll have to escort her to her home myself.”
Ella Charles’s gaze didn’t meet that of the man blocking the way, her head slightly lowered, “I’m her mother!”
Simon Howard didn’t ask any more questions and stepped aside, watching them enter the building.

Soon after, Simon Howard and another man drove away in the same car.

Back at home, Grace Ziegler lay on the sofa, whining about feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Ella Charles refrained from questioning Grace Ziegler and just wiped her hands, coaxing her back to her room to sleep.

Once Grace Ziegler had calmed down and was asleep, Ella Charles went out to the balcony and looked down.

Seeing neither car nor person, Ella Charles’s unsettled heart began to quiet down somewhat.

After waiting downstairs for a long time and feeling tired, Ella Charles finally went back to her room to rest.

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After seeing his subordinate home, Simon Howard immediately called Daniel Marshall.

“Daniel, when I was taking Grace Ziegler home, I saw her mother.

I can confirm it’s your mother; she has come to Serene City.

I can sense that Auntie is very defensive and afraid of being recognized,” he reported.

Daniel Marshall, who had been in a standoff with Benjamin Johnson, involuntarily constricted his pupils upon hearing this and his facial expression twitched, “Simon Howard, arrange for someone to keep an eye on, and secretly protect, my mom.

Remember, don’t be too conspicuous, to avoid frightening her.”
“Got it, I’ll arrange it right away.”
After ending the call, Daniel Marshall immediately drove off.

Daniel Marshall had never expected his mother to leave the Binhai mining area and come to Serene City.

Why would his mother come to Serene City?

What had happened?

Grace hadn’t mentioned anything to him, and Daniel Marshall found it a bit odd.

After Daniel Marshall left, Benjamin Johnson went back into his room, too.

Star Marshall woke up once, and Olivia Jenkins was coaxing her to sleep.

Looking at Benjamin Johnson, she asked, “Has he left?”
Benjamin Johnson nodded, “He took a call and left.

He will certainly come back.

Olivia, do you want to move?”
A bitter smile appeared on Olivia Jenkins’s face, “Where can I move to?

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No matter where I am, he will find me.

I can’t get rid of him.

I’m gambling on whether fate will help me.”
Benjamin Johnson’s face was etched with serious emotion, “I’ll help you.”
“Go check on Joy; I’m fine.

It’s late, you should rest, too.”