"Ah—" Grace screamed, "Let me go."
Grace was not frightened by Cindy earlier, but now she was terrified by Heinz's unexpected move.
She really didn't know what Heinz wanted to do.
Heinz opened the back door and stuffed Grace into the car.
He then followed her in, his actions were overbearing and fierce, leaving her no chance to respond.
Grace fell to the seat, and her body was pushed inside messily.
"Lester," Heinz said in a deep voice, "Get off the car."
"Yes." Lester, who was in the front seat, immediately got off the car.
The door was closed, and Lester was standing guard outside the car.
In the car, Grace quickly got up and moved to the far side of the seat. She wanted to escape, but the car was locked.
Her face turned pale and her voice was trembling. "Mr. Jones, what do you want to do?"
"What am I going to do?" Heinz sneered, and there was an icy sharpness in his deep eyes. "I've helped you out. Shouldn't you thank me?"