Forced to Marry the Sickly Billionaire
Chapter 247: No One Here Will Pity You

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: No One Here Will Pity You

Upon hearing the words "free mattress," Serena Summers’ blush spread to the roots of her ears.

She spoke hesitantly, "The environment there is nothing like home, are you sure you want to come with me?"

"Why should I not be able to bear it if you can?" Lucas Shaw retorted.

His attitude was firm, and Serena could not stop him, so in the end, she let him accompany her.

As they went downstairs, Master Shaw was in the living room, sipping on his tea.

Seeing the young couple descend, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Grandfather, Serena and I won’t be coming back to stay for a few days. Please take care, and remember to call me if anything comes up," Lucas Shaw said, standing in front of Master Shaw, tightly holding Serena’s hand.

Master Shaw laughed heartily and waved at them, "Go ahead, what could possibly happen to me?"

After saying goodbye to Master Shaw, the two left in their car.

Before heading to the laboratory, Lucas Shaw took Serena to the Shaw Group.

"I need to pick up a document from the company. Will you wait for me in the car?"

Ten minutes later, as they pulled up in front of the Shaw Group, Lucas Shaw asked while unbuckling his seat belt.

"I’ll come down with you," Serena said, opening the car door and following Lucas into the building.

At that moment, a fragile woman was standing at the reception desk of the Shaw Group’s lobby.

Her figure was slender, and she had a pitiable look. Even with delicate makeup on her face, it couldn’t conceal the illness and paleness beneath.

"I really do know your president. Please, let me in," the woman pleaded, clutching a gift box, her brows furrowed in a way that involuntarily inspired pity.

The receptionist maintained a smiling demeanor and said, "I’m sorry miss, our company has regulations. Without an appointment, no one is absolutely allowed entry."

Grace Summers did not expect to be refused and secretly clenched her teeth, a tinge of unwillingness flashing in her eyes.

It was like a tiger belittled in a plain, besieged by dogs.

She couldn’t believe that even a small receptionist dared to bully her now.

Her grip on the gift box tightened, her eyes glinting with malice.

Just wait, all of them. Once she gained Mr. Lucas Shaw’s favor, the first thing she’d do would be to fire this obstructive woman!

No matter what the receptionist said, Grace refused to leave; she had to obtain Lucas Shaw’s forgiveness.

Otherwise, her plan could not proceed.

Her previous incident with the police made Grace acutely aware of the benefits of power and influence.

In the entire city of S, only Lucas Shaw and Edward Selwyn were truly qualified to be called powerful and influential.

She must seize the opportunity well!

She could do it!

Grace silently encouraged herself.

While she was lost in her thoughts, suddenly a series of footsteps were heard from outside.

She instinctively turned to look and saw Lucas Shaw coming towards her with long strides.

The man’s tall frame, clad in a well-tailored suit, accentuated his imposing presence, his expressionless face adding a touch of authority fitting of a top dog.

Grace’s heart began to race at the sight of him.

Such an outstanding man should belong to her, Grace Summers!

If not for Serena, Lucas Shaw would surely be hers!

That shameless woman Serena, why is she always so lucky?

She quickly adjusted her appearance and trotted to stand in front of Lucas, her eyes full of hope. "Mr. Lucas Shaw, you’ve finally arrived! I’ve been waiting to see you!"

"Who are you?" Lucas Shaw frowned slightly, his gaze shifting to Serena standing behind him.

The moment Serena saw Grace, her brows slightly lifted.

Who would have thought that Grace Summers, after being released, still couldn’t keep quiet and actually ran to find her husband?

Upon hearing Lucas Shaw’s words, the smile on Grace’s face stiffened for a moment, her expression management nearly collapsed.

She spoke in a coquettish voice, "Mr. Lucas, don’t you remember me? My dad is Henry Summers."

"Oh, no wonder you looked somewhat familiar," Lucas Shaw said thoughtfully, staring at Grace’s face.

Seeing that Lucas Shaw had recognized her, Grace was full of excitement.

However, before she could open her mouth to speak, Lucas Shaw continued, "So you’re the woman who attempted to murder my wife and stabbed me."

Grace’s eyes widened in astonishment, hastily explaining, "Mr. Lucas, it wasn’t on purpose, I was just impulsive. I came here specifically to apologize to you for that incident!"

Lucas Shaw was somewhat impatient, couldn’t this woman understand human speech?

Why do some people keep pushing it, knowing they are disliked by the other party?

How is that any different from a fly?

He gestured with a stern face to the bodyguards not far away, "What are you still standing around for? Are you here just to loaf about? There’s an obstruction here, aren’t you going to hurry up and remove her?"

Several tall and strong bodyguards received the order and immediately approached Grace Summers.

Grace was immediately scared silly, and she hurriedly walked toward Lucas Shaw, even trying to grab hold of the man’s clothes.

Lucas Shaw quickly stepped back, his face growing even colder.

Grace’s hand grabbed at the air, her arms were held by the bodyguards, and she began to struggle desperately.

Her gaze fell on Serena Summers, filled with venomous blame.

It must have been Serena Summers’ doing!

Otherwise, how could Mr. Lucas Shaw be so cold to her?

Even though she thought this way, she still put on a pitiful and obedient front, gazing at Lucas Shaw with a look of tender affection.

"Mr. Lucas, you must not believe the nonsense Serena is telling you. She’s just jealous of me and doesn’t want me to have a good life, which is why she’s fabricating stories about me in front of you."

Lucas Shaw gestured to the bodyguards, signaling them to stop.

His face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his narrow phoenix eyes were filled with coldness.

"Who do you think you are to occupy a topic in the interaction between my wife and me?"

Lucas Shaw’s tone was full of undisguised mockery and icy coldness.

His words were like a harsh slap across Grace’s cheek, burning with pain.

Grace never imagined Lucas Shaw could be so heartless.

She always thought that all men in the world were the same, they have always been visual animals.

Particularly fond of her gentle, pitiable appearance.

Indeed, she had deceived many with her weak exterior; even back in the entertainment industry, countless men had fallen at her feet.

So Grace had always been very confident in her appearance and charm.

Until she met Lucas Shaw.

It seemed like his eyes were forever fixed only on Serena, and he always put Serena first in everything.

With a myriad of thoughts in her heart, Grace eventually conceded, "Mr. Lucas, I didn’t mean it in that way, you’ve misunderstood me, I came here purely to apologize, hoping you can accept my apology and forgive me."

Lucas Shaw suddenly let out a cold laugh, "You almost killed my wife, why should I accept your apology?"

Lucas Shaw felt this woman must be somewhat delusional.

She had just stabbed him with a knife, and now she eagerly came over begging for forgiveness, while assuming the posture of a victim.

Who is she performing for?

There’s no one here who pities her.

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