As expected, the two dogs had betrayed their owner and took an immediate liking to Grace.
Heinz frowned and a sharp light flashed across his eyes.
Heinz drew a long puff on his cigarette and exhaled. He moved his thin lips and whistled.
"Phew—"
Downstairs, the dogs’ ears pointed up.
Heinz whistled again.
The two dogs looked up at his direction. When they saw him, they all bowed their heads in embarrassment.
They were indeed very intelligent.
Grace looked up at Heinz with sarcasm in her eyes. "Mr. Jones, I guess we are done now?"
"Grace." Heinz smoked his cigarette again, releasing white fumes slowly. He stared at her pale face, and a sharp light flashed across his deep and dangerous eyes.
This woman had given him too many surprises.
But this could be a pleasant surprise.
He really wanted to see how much more potential she had in her.
"I'm here. What else do you want to do to me?" Grace couldn’t be bothered to be polite any longer.