At this moment, Grace Quarters was covered in injuries, resembling a withered figure.
Her already thin body was even leaner, her pale face nothing but skin and bone...
When Grace Quarters arrived at the Morris Group building, Malcom Moore happened to be coming down from upstairs.
Seeing Malcom come out, Grace immediately approached, "Malcom..."
Looking at Grace, who appeared frail and sickly, Malcom frowned with disgust, "Why are you here again? Haven't I told you, there is nothing between us anymore?"
Grace's heart was bleeding.
Why, why did Malcom have to treat her this way?
She clearly loved him so much, with all her heart!
But him, how could he be so cruel to her?
Grace held back her heart-wrenching pain, reaching out to clutch Malcom's sleeve, "Malcom, I want to talk to you!"
"We have nothing to talk about." Malcom replied coldly, shaking off Grace's touch, "Grace, leave. Don't appear in front of me ever again."
