Steal my heart novel (Grace James and Caden Shaw)

Chapter 27 Revenge for Her

"Luna, let Mr. Shaw vent; once you're out of the Royal Club, you can still work elsewhere. Otherwise, if

you leave the Royal Club now, someone will grab you the second you leave and pull you to who-

knows-where and force you to do who-knows-what. Do you understand?" Gloria said lightly.

Understood! ...Luna trembled all over, and she lay down on the ground in fear and picked up money in

the same manner as she made Grace.

On the side, Queena’s heart was pounding, and she looked at Caden in fear.

Caden threw a handful of cash on the crystal table, "Do you know how to sing? One thousand yuan per

song, fifty songs, and you get to keep the money. If your singing sucks, or you faint during

performance... Well, we happen to be short on stock over in Southeast Asia."

“Stock” obviously did not refer to goods in the traditional sense.

Queena felt as if a bomb dropped in her heart. The two of them knew by now why they're going through

this trial, or else they would really be fools.

They knew the reason, but they couldn't understand why that Grace, a mere cleaner, received help

from the big boss, who was usually behind the scenes, to punish them.

"Mr. Shaw, I can sing," Queena said, "But I don't understand; Grace, she's just a cleaner! No talent, no

looks, nothing; we were just playing a joke with her. We can understand why you want to punish us, but

President Shaw, isn’t your punishment a bit too harsh?"

Joke?

Caden glanced at Queena with an eerie smile. Her face was charming, but he had no interest in

admiring it right now. Such a person, in his eyes, was like chewing wax.

However, at this time, Queena, who tried to appeal with reasoning, made Caden feel a sense of Deja

vu, just like that woman three years ago, who stood in front of him, with the same determination, the

same reasoning, and the same unwillingness to admit defeat.

For a split moment, Caden retracted the gaze that fell on Queena's face... No, this woman here was

nothing like the one from three years ago.

This Queena did not have the pride Grace had three years ago, and she lacked the same charm.

Grace James...

Whenever Caden thought of her wretched state now, which was far from her sunny disposition from

back in S City. An irritable temper formed in his heart, and every last bit of patience with the two women

in front of him was gone.

"Gloria, teach her some rules.” His cold lips moved.

"Yes."

Gloria stood in front of Queena, with an elegant but icy smile rising from the corner of her mouth,

"Queena, Royal Club’s rules have always been strict. Competing with one another is fine, and

management will overlook minor issues, but only if it doesn’t cross the line.”

At this point, the conversation took a sudden turn, "And this time, you've crossed the line.”

Nothing else; Gloria just wore an elegant, cold smile, and stared at Queena in front of her, "You're a Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

smart girl. You know what you have to do."

Queena felt despair; she gritted her teeth, glanced at Gloria, and took a deep breath, "Gloria, I'll sing!"

One by one, just like when she forced Grace, every song was at a high pitch. At this moment, Queena

realized the pain Grace had to go through as she sang.

She lost count of how many songs she had sung, and couldn't stand it anymore, "Gloria, can I have a

glass of water?"

"You think?" Gloria smiled without saying a word.

Caden was frigid cold. Fifty songs seemed too little. Caden watched as Queena sang one after

another, and personally witnessed her throat slowly lose its voice... That woman, was it like this for her

too?

Queena sang off-key a long time ago; she wheezed and swallowed desperately. Anyone could notice

that her throat was dry and uncomfortable at the moment. Caden looked at her without sympathy, "If

you can't finish, you can go to Southeast Asia to ‘play’ for a few days."

Queena's body trembled suddenly, her eyes widened, and she looked at the man on the sofa in fear,

and said eagerly and heartily, "Mr. Shaw, I will sing now."

As time passed bit by bit, Luna felt a sense of relief at this moment. Fortunately, she did not have time

to punk Grace, otherwise... she couldn't imagine how miserable she would be now!

The longer one worked at the Royal Club, the better they understood what "Royal Club" was entitled in

S City!

Fifty songs, finished.

"President Shaw, she passed out."

Gloria said.

Caden stood up, his slender legs stepped out, and without looking back, he indifferently dropped three

words, “Throw her out."

What kind of place was the Royal Club?

Here, there were rules for survival.

Those who could stay here and thrive had a natural instinct in their personality.

In the Royal Club, an invisible danger swept across the place, and everyone remained on alert. No one

said anything about what happened to Luna and Queena. It was as if these two people never worked at

the Royal Club, and no one had ever seen them before.

"Hey, Sheila, I haven't seen Luna and Queena for several days." Ruby asked suddenly in the staff's

lounge during a break period.

In the lounge, over a dozen people instantly fell silent, as if they lost their voices. Before, they gossiped

about various big-name celebrities; then they stopped all at once and the room dropped dead silent.

"What's wrong? Why isn't anyone talking?” Ruby looked around with a look of doubt.

The people she saw immediately turned away and pretended to be busy with their own affairs, and no

one bothered to reply her.

"Sheila? What happened?" With such a weird atmosphere, Ruby couldn't figure it out.

The latter hesitated a little; after all, Ruby was in the same group as her, and she was very hesitant,

"Ruby, you see, Queena..."

"Sheila, let's go, next gig." Suddenly, someone interrupted Sheila, and the person stood up and called

Sheila; everyone in the room rustled to their feet. "Sheila, get to work."

Ruby's felt disrespected, and she stood up, "Annie, what's your problem? You won't let Sheila talk to

me? Who do you think you are?"

The one who interrupted Sheila was Annie. She was beautiful, even more beautiful than those from the

PR department. She had been a hostess at the Royal Club for two years. After hearing this, she

stopped and turned around, "Idiot, you better worry about yourself first.” Annie's eyes were full of

despise.

This Ruby thought that she was so pure and unstained, with "untouchable" seemingly written all over

her face. If she was so pure, she should go work at the small restaurants or part-time jobs on

weekends; why was she here in the Royal Club?

"Who are you calling idiot?" Ruby became angry with embarrassment.

Annie raised her brows, "Whoever answers."

Sheila pulled Annie aside and signaled Annie to drop it.

Ruby misinterpreted and looked at Sheila angrily, her eyes filled with grief and anger of being betrayed,

"Sheila! I didn't expect you to be like this!"

"Ruby..."

"Sheila, ignore her.” Annie interrupted Sheila, and raised her eyebrows to look at Ruby, "Ruby, you

better watch yourself."

This Ruby... she was most likely the next person to get punished. It was unbelievable how she could be

so stupid yet have such high self- esteem. In the toilet today, she was still telling others that she was

deceived by that Grace, and how degrading that Grace was.

There was no saving anyone from the brink of death caused by their own stupidity.