Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Chapter 203 Blanca’s call

After Matthew came in, Curtis was right in the middle of meal. He walked toward Curtis, looking stern.

Hearing footsteps, Curtis looked up to him in amazement. “Mr. Grant, why are you here? Shouldn’t you

be…” Curtis kept his mouth shut when he saw Matthew looking so angry.

“Tell everyone! Blanca is not allowed to resign,” said Matthew with a cold tone.

“Yes, Mr. Grant!”

When Matthew was just about to leave, Curtis’ phone rang. Curtis glanced down at the screen and

found the call came from Blanca. He looked at Matthew in perplexity and said, “It’s Mrs. Grant.”

Matthew froze for an instant, looking mildly surprised. He still was angry and didn’t want to answer the

phone, but Curtis knew nothing about what had happened between them. So, he picked up and put

Blanca on speakerphone.

And then, some voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Stop! Jim! Please just don’t do it. Or Matthew will kill you!”

“Who do you think you are, Blanca? You scandal disgraced Matthew! Now, you didn’t mean anything to

him!

“Get off me! Get off me!”

A noise of shouts and shrieks, mingled with dissonant crashing sound came from the other end of the

phone. Matthew was dark with rage. He took a step forward and took the phone, but the noise was

extinguished. The phone was hung up.

Curtis was really in the dark on everything. He looked confusedly at Matthew, whose face was dark

with anger. “Mr. Grant…” he asked tentatively.

“Find out where she is!” Matthew commanded. Anger was boiling up inside him. In fact, Jim used to

plot behind Matthew’s back, but Matthew left him alone. This time, Jim was way out of line. A few

minutes later, Curtis had traced the address. The bar was only about two kilometers away from where

they were.

Five minutes later, Matthew and Curtis went into the bar. In almost no time, Matthew’s handsome

appearance caught the attention of most women there. They moved closer to him with a big smile.

“Hey, lover boy. Would you like to go for a drink with me or something?”

“Hi! Get your cute butt over here. We can…”

Matthew quickly pushed them aside impatiently, anger flashing in his eyes. Curtis had got Jim’s room

number and said, “Mr. Grant, they’re upstairs.” Matthew nodded and rushed upstairs.

In the room, Blanca struggled, and screamed for help, but all in vain. Jim put a gag in her mouth,

muffling her voice. Blanca looked up at him with fear and despair. Tears began to come to her eyes.

Jim had no sympathy, in contrast, Blanca’s cute, sad eyes made him more excited. He rubbed Blanca’s

face gently and said, “Be a good girl and I’ll be gentle.”

Before Jim could kiss his beauty, someone pulled him off, throwing him roughly to the ground. Jim’s Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

anger flared and shouted, “Son of a bitch! How dare you!” But when he saw the face, he was too

frightened to move. “Matthew?!”