Chapter 139. The Arrogant Man

Grace’s POV

I make myself comfortable on the couch, sampling in the scared aura. It might not be sacred, but I hate to admit that it is close to that. The guy got a rich taste, and aside from milking the juice out of women, I think he milks money from them too. That is the only way that he could be this filthy rich considering the fact that he has no work at hand, and his parents, well, he is more of a prodigal son. Not actually a prodigal son, but more of an outcast.

Girl, this is such an eye-catching mansion the dude has got here. The decor reeks of nothing but fortunes. I am awed! I am blown. Totally blown, and for a person like me, a De Mario, to be awed by someone’s wealth, believe me you can’t even begin to imagine how this looks. I am even beginning to reconsider taking my sister’s place and selling myself off to this dude.

Too bad, he can never love. His stains are just too much. So, I will stay blind to all that he is bleeding and let my sister enj