Chapter 348

Even when Simon had gone abroad, there were always women throwing themselves at him. One flash of his luxury car and plenty of them would "accidentally" get into the wrong ride, all smiles and batting lashes. He never needed to understand feelings. They were all cheap. In his world, the only thing that mattered was doing whatever made him happy. Grace smiled faintly to herself. So much for the idea that money made men more romantic. If anything, it made them more cynical. These rich men who were raised in silk and gold saw money as just numbers to them. Women were just names in a contact list piling up like moths to a flame, indistinguishable from one another. True affection barely stood a chance. Grace turned to look out the window, her voice light. "That's because you haven't met the right one yet, Mr. Yule. When you do, you'll find yourself caring about things you never thought mattered. You'll care whether the gift she gives you is something she picked with her heart