<b>Chapter </b><b>1049 </b>


    Other than that, she asked for nothing else.


    Right now, her priority was avenging her daughter, and since Julian was the one responsible, there was no need to take it out on anyone else.


    But even so, Albert’s behavior still angered her.


    “So what’s your n?”


    Grace nced over coldly, standing with rows of bodyguards behind her, radiating authority.


    With just one look, Albert’s knees nearly gave out.


    He quickly shook his head. “My n? Of course I’m handing him over to you.


    “If he made a mistake, then he has to face the consequences and be prepared to pay the price.”


    Grace let out a sharp snort. “Nice words. So where is he? Don’t tell me you’ve somehow forgotten that


    today is the third day?<b>” </b>


    Albert quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a few dryughs. “How could I forget? It’s


    just that…”


    He didn’t know how to finish the sentence.


    Even to him, the situation was unbelievable.


    Let alone to someone like Grace, who already held a grudge.


    Seeing him stammer, Grace’s patience wore thin. “<b>If </b>you have something to say, say it. What’s the point of putting on this little show?


    “I don’t have time <i>to </i>waste on you people. The Hayes family has already wasted enough of mine.”


    Grace had always believed that time was money.


    And the time she’d lost on the Hayeses–who knew how long it would take to earn that back.


    A corporation like the Waltons measured ie by the minute.


    That was why the poor stayed poor, and the rich only got richer.


    <b>Because </b>their standards and expectations weren’t the same.


    Their environments and quality of life all stemmed from that difference.


    Albert scratched his head. He genuinely didn’t know how to exin this to Grace.


    “It’s just… what I’m about to say might sound a little far–fetched. I’m worried you won’t believe me.”


    In the end, Albert still said the words.


    Hearing that, Grace raised an eyebrow. She found Albert’s way of speaking absolutelyughable now.


    “If you think I came all this way just to y games with you, then do I look like I’m joking right now?<i>” </i>


    Grace sat down on the sofa without any courtesy, arms crossed as she stared straight at Albert. “Don’t


    worry, I don’t have time to waste on you.


    “We’re all businesspeople. You, of all people, should understand that time is money.”


    Albert nodded. Of course, he understood that principle.


    But this situation was just too bizarre.


    Understanding a concept and exining something this ridiculous–those were two entirely different things.


    In the end, it was the butler who couldn’t take it anymore. He stepped in and spoke up. “Madam Grace, it’s not that Mr. Hayes doesn’t want to tell you.


    “It’s just… he really doesn’t know how to exin it. Even to us, it seems strange.”


    The butler looked just as ufortable trying to speak.


    In that moment, Grace’s curiosity was genuinely piqued.


    She really wanted <i>to </i>know–what exactly had happened?


    While Grace was curious, Tessa, standing off to the side, didn’t look nearly as calm.


    Her face had darkened slightly, and her heart began to race with unease.


    She didn’t know why, but ever since Albert said those words, her chest had been tight with anxiety, thudding in fear.