When the door opened, Heinz Jones saw her in a large white bathrobe.
Grace Smith stood at the door. The white bathrobe was very long as it was originally his. Her whole body was wrapped in the bathrobe, only her feet were exposed.
Her feet were small and white. Even her toes were small and cute. Each of them was as round as a pearl.
Heinz's eyes tighten when Grace step on the ground. He realized that there were no shoes for her.
There was no suitable slippers in his bathroom.
Heinz looked up and met her face.
At this time, Grace's face was blushing and her lips had been bitten into a mess, but her eyes were clear.
It seemed that the effect of the drug had been controlled.
Seeing Heinz at the door, Grace paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Jones, I'm fine now. Thank you for saving me."
In any case, without this man, she would not have escaped easily today.
Her gratitude towards him was beyond words.
Heinz frowned and narrowed his eyes.