I've Been There Before (Grace and Caden)

"Is it serious?"

"Yes."

"How's the situation?" Vivian was uneasy. Grace said that it was serious, so it must be serious. Why didn't Vivian know that?

If the James Group was almost bankrupt, why didn't Vivian know about it?

Besides Vivian, why didn't the people who followed Grace from the Wei'ai Foundation notice that?

"What...?"

Once again, Grace interrupted her.

"Former president Jafar embezzled most of the James Group's circulating fund."

Vivian was shocked!

How could it be?

Jafar embezzled most of the James Group's circulating fund illegally.

"Why hasn't anyone noticed that in the group?" Vivian said quickly because she was anxious.

"I knew that when I got the financial report."

"Why didn't you do something?"

Vivian wanted to know the reason.

Grace who sat on the back seat put down the documents and looked up. "Vivian, he's my father."

Grace didn't say anything else. Vivian had mixed feelings. She looked at Grace.

Grace wasn't tall, and she was even petite. If she was in the crowd and stood beside a tall man, she was delicate.

Grace was thin as if she would be blown down by wind.

No one would believe that such a petite woman was so strong.

No one would believe that she shouldered such a heavy burden from she took over the James Group.

Jafar embezzled the public fund illegally. Jafar used despicable means to transfer most of the circulating fund of the group. However, Grace couldn't sue him.

Vivian was wrong. It wasn't because Grace couldn't sue him, but it was because...

"Jafar owes you a lot." Vivian's eyes were red.

No wonder Grace tried her best for the cooperation.

It wasn't because of her pursuit of perfection. It was because Grace couldn't afford to lose this battle.

Jafar wasn't a responsible father!

Vivian recalled the gossip in the group.

Vivian recalled what she heard in the company bathroom.

She recalled that some employees scolded Grace for being ungrateful, being unfilial and being disobedient secretly.

However, these people didn't know the situation of the group!

They thought that Grace obtained a large amount of assets. In an instant, she became rich. Even the Jameses, Mrs. James, and Payne were envious of her for this large amount of assets. Grace said indifferently, "I'm not that nice. But I'm his daughter. I need to take the responsibility. Nuwa (a goddess in Chinese mythology) used seven days to create humans. He gave me life." Grace looked down and stopped. Jafar could do this, but she couldn't sue his father. Her dead Grandfather didn't want them to fight with each other.

She wanted to protect the little bit of light that was left.

She was selfish. If the last bit of light was extinguished, she didn't know what she would look like.

What she protected was her own precious treasure. It had nothing to do with Jafar or anyone else.

She worked desperately and tried her best to grasp what she had.

Grace forgot that she couldn't catch the sand in her hands and it flowed away quickly.

They parked the car at the entrance of the company.

"Vivian, we must win."

"OK!"

When they got out of the car, Grace said that to Vivian. Vivian cheered up.

When Grace and Vivian arrived, the other representatives of the James Group had arrived.

Apart from Grace and Vivian, there were six elites of the James Group.

This was a tough battle. They must win.

This was a foreign-funded enterprise.

After they entered the company, they felt the cultural difference.

"Are you Ms. Grace? The president is waiting for you in the meeting room. This way, please."

An exquisite and efficient secretary walked to them. She wore exquisite makeup. Her smile was standard as if she wore a mask.

Following behind the secretary, Grace, Vivian and the others walked into the elevator. It was stuffy in the elevator. Grace's face turned pale.

Vivian noticed that Grace didn't look well. Vivian whispered in her ear, "Grace, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Grace gritted her teeth and said, "I'm busy lately. After we sign the contract, I can take a rest."

The elevator door was opened silently. The atmosphere was serious.

It was different from the James Group.

The secretary led Grace and the others to the meeting room and opened the door for them. "Ms. Grace, this way please."

"Thank you," Grace replied politely and walked into the meeting room. She was surprised.

Grace was confused. Vivian thought that it was strange as well. She whispered into Grace's ear, "Why did the company only arrange a representative?" Grace frowned. She whispered in Vivian's ear, "The scale of the James Group in S City is large. The James Group is not an unknown company.

The company only arranges a representative. There are two different possibilities. First, the company doesn't care about this cooperation.

Second, the company plans to make things difficult for us." It was strange. Although the situation of the James Group was terrible, few people knew that. The company shouldn't treat them like this.

"If it was the former possibility, we wouldn't have a chance to cooperate with them.

If it was the latter possibility, it would be difficult for us to cooperate with them."

Vivian admired Grace. When Grace faced such a crisis, she could analyze their situation calmly.

When Vivian entered the meeting room, she was shocked and flustered.

They thought that Grace was delicate, but they didn't know how strong she was. Someone said that Grace's success was accidental. The success of the Wei'ai Foundation wasn't because of Grace. It was because of Master James.

Since the Wei'ai Foundation was founded, Grace was in charge of it. Although Master James helped her, how could she be nothing but a suit?

The secretary stood up and said, "Hello, Miss Vivian. The president said that he only wanted to meet Ms. Grace alone if you wanted to cooperate with us."

Vivian, Grace and the representatives of the James Group were puzzled. They looked at each other. The request was strange.

Vivian was worried. When she was about to say something, Grace waved her hand and said, "Leave the meeting room."

"But..."

Grace must seize the opportunity to cooperate with the company. She looked at Vivian firmly, "Don't worry. This is a meeting room. Vivian, you know how important this is to me."

It was not only important for Grace, but it was also important for the James Group.

Jafar embezzled most of the James Group's circulating fund. If they didn't get new investment, the James Group would collapse soon. The rule of the market was cruel. Many people would seize the opportunity to get their market. The James Group would be taken over. Of course, Grace could turn to the Shaw Group for help.

Vivian looked at Grace. Grace was reluctant to do that. If Grace was willing to seek help from the Shaw Group, she wouldn't work so hard.

"Let's leave," Vivian said, turned around and left first.

They all left. The meeting room was empty.

A man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the meeting room. He was smoking. The smoke floated away.

Grace felt awkward. The man kept silent.

The man said that he wanted to meet her alone.

Ever since she entered the meeting room, the man ignored her.

Grace calmed down and smiled enthusiastically.

She walked towards him and stopped when she was three meters away from him. This was a safe and comfortable for people. It wasn't rude and presumptuous. "Hello, Mr. Filocci, nice to meet you."

"Grace," he replied.

Grace looked up and met his gazes.

Her face turned pale in an instant.

Her face was pale. She calmed down, smiled again and corrected the way she addressed him, "Mr. Cayne." She took a deep breath, stretched out her hand and said.

"I'm Grace from the James Group. Nice to meet you, Mr. Cayne." Her performance was perfect.

The man was disappointed. She was polite to him. He didn't want her to be polite to him, because it meant that she was wary of him.

He felt that his attitude towards her was strange.

For decades, chasing girls was his goal in life. He was interested in chasing girls one after another. After these girls fell in love with him, he started to find his next target.

Grace was one of his targets in his life. He wanted to chase and conquer her like what he did to other girls.

There were many women who were more beautiful than Grace. There were many who were better proportioned than Grace. There were many who were more arrogant than Grace. There were many women who were cuter or more scheming than Grace. There were many women who were more interesting than Grace.

However, he only remembered Grace.

He looked down and smiled bitterly. He didn't want her to notice that.

Grace wasn't beautiful, sexy, arrogant and charming. She was inconspicuous. Once she was one of his targets. She wasn't special. She was like his other targets. However, he had remembered she for the past few years. He couldn't forget her.000000000000