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Scandalous President

New novel: "Public Enemy of the Elite: See you tonight, Mr. Xie!" is out, you're all welcome to come and check it out... New dish on the plate! Link: http://novel.hongxiu.com/a/1302448/ * A year ago, Grace Gordon, the step-daughter of the Gordon Family, married into the Yale Family amidst everyone's envious gaze. A year later, it was revealed that 27-year-old Grace Gordon had a 13-year-old illegitimate son, and was driven out by the Yale Family. A marriage left her in ruin, without home or loved ones. At this point, she realized that the Yale Family's acceptance of her had ulterior motives. - He is a rising star in politics, and their only connection is that they once woke up in the same bed. When they meet again, he looks at her through a veil of smoke, his voice low and steady: "Grace Gordon, leave Lewis Yale... become my wife." - After three years of a secret marriage, she becomes his greatest support. He also stands at the pinnacle, despising everyone else. She comes home drunk, red wine in her left hand, and a divorce agreement in her right. Her drunken demeanor captivating, eyes smiling faintly: "The days when we used each other... should come to an end." He looks at her intensely: "Stop joking, just when everybody finds out about you, you want to divorce? Wouldn't that be telling everyone that the President has been abandoned?" - Stanhope Brown encountered such a woman five years ago. She was poison to him...a drug he couldn't quit, forget, and felt that pampering her was never enough. Grace Gordon encountered such a man five years ago. For her, he was her pillar of strength, her redemption...he was the tattoo forever etched in her heart and impossible to erase.

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433 Chs

Chapter 92: What do you want to do?

Grace Gordon's eyebrows tightened, and her eyelashes trembled as her dazzling eyes, like the night sky, opened...

In a trance, Grace seemed to see a figure sitting by the window.

Grace closed her eyes, thinking she must be still asleep and hallucinating...

Grace opened her eyes again, and the figure was still there... Startled, she propped herself up, and in the dark...she looked at the man sitting by the window, holding a cigarette in his hand.

In the darkness, Grace couldn't see very clearly, and her heart raced as she asked, "Who is it?"

Aiden Moore was leaning against the window with one leg outside and one leg inside, smoking a cigarette...staring at Grace Gordon.

"Aiden Moore?" Grace instinctively grabbed a blanket to cover herself.

Aiden flicked the ash off the cigarette outside but didn't make a sound... He just wanted to come and see Grace Gordon.