Evelyn Sherman's eyes rolled in despair.
She had tried her best, Chester Yale, your fate is in your own hands now…
"Have you had enough of kissing?"
The indifferent voice of Grace Yakov leisurely arose behind them.
It was like a bucket of cold water was poured over Chester Yale's head at his most excited moment.
Chester Yale's body stiffened, and the next second, he swiftly let go of Evelyn Sherman, shielding her behind him before turning to face Grace Yakov.
"If you're done kissing, let's get down to business," said Grace Yakov, her expression calm. She didn't seem angry or like she was about to get angry, instead, she just asked the butler to push her wheelchair to the front of the sofa.
On the sofa, Ella Jackson was still being held in Collins Aiden's arms.
Seeing Grace Yakov approach, Ella Jackson quickly moved out of Collins Aiden's embrace like an unmarried woman caught by her guardian in a secret affair, and sat down next to him.
