Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 177

After a few more days, the scar on her palm would fade away, just like the memory of what had

happened between her and Jason. As time passed, it would disappear as if nothing had happened.

Grace gently balled her hands into fists and walked out of the Sanitation Service Center.

Before she could get very far, a silver-grey Porsche blocked her way. A strong figure got out of the car.

It was the protagonist who had been being discussed by the girls in the Sanitation Service Center—

Brian.

"Is there something wrong?" Grace asked.

"I want to treat you to a meal to thank you," Brian said. He directly opened the passenger seat door,

clearly indicating that he wanted Grace to get into the car.

"I didn't do anything to help you with your bracelet, so you don't need to thank me," Grace said, raising

her foot to try to get past him.

However, just after she had taken a step, he suddenly raised his hand and blocked her way. His dark

eyes were fixed on her, but his gaze seemed to be concealed behind a facade, flashing with a kind of

look that she couldn't understand.

"I'm not used to owing favors, so I must treat you to this meal," he said in a tone that could not be

refused, the look in his phoenix eyes becoming deeper.

Grace bit her lip slightly. A person like Brian probably hadn't been rejected by others before. The more

she refused, the more likely it was that the other party would become more and more persistent. It was

better for her to go and eat this meal.

Anyway, if he really wanted to do something bad to her, he would have already done so last night!

Grace did not say anything else and sat in the passenger's seat. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Brian closed the door, walked back to the driver's seat, and drove off.

Along the way, Grace could not help but smile bitterly as she looked out at the view that was constantly

flashing past. Back when she had just graduated from college and become a lawyer, she had felt that

everything could be reasoned out.

However, after experiencing so much, she realized that sometimes, it simply depended on whether the

other party wanted to be reasoned with.

If the other party didn't want to listen to reason, then she wouldn't even have a chance to reason with

them.

"What are you thinking about?" Brian's voice suddenly sounded from within the car.

"I'm thinking about that silver bracelet. It seems to be of great importance to you," she said casually.

A faint smile appeared on Brian's indifferent face. "Mm, it's very important."

"Since it's so important, will the person who stole it yesterday have a miserable end?" she asked.

He glanced at her from the corner of his eyes and said, "Well, yes, quite miserable."

His voice was very light, but she saw it for the terrible thing it would be.

Alphas with so much power… they were not known for being merciful.

And this wolf, much like Jason, liked his ‘games.’

She suspected the person who’d stolen his bracelet would pay dearly for it.

Outwardly Brian appeared calm and amicable.

But Grace saw deeper.

The coldness and cruelty she thought him capable of chilled her to the bone.

The car stopped in front of a restaurant.

Grace knew that this restaurant was rather famous in Emerald City. However, it was very difficult to

book a table, and the prices were very high. Eating a simple meal would cost the equivalent of an

ordinary person's salary of one year, let alone if one were to order some special dishes. Ordinary

people could not afford it at all.

It was expensive even for wealthy people.

However, for a person like Brian, coming here for a meal was probably an extremely common

occurrence.

The two of them entered the restaurant. Brian took Grace into a private room.

"What would you like to eat?" Brian asked.

"Anything is fine," Grace replied.

Finally, it was Brian who ordered. With a full table of dishes, the spread was unusually abundant.