Grace's heart was filled with anger. She said in a low voice, "Simon, you are shameless."
Simon's face turned rigid.
He looked at Grace and felt extremely bitter. "I am shameless indeed, but are you any different? Didn't you go with Heinz because he was rich and well-off? Who was the one who followed him? Who was the one who was shameless enough to climb up the social ladder?"
"No, I did not!" Grace shouted angrily.
"There's no need to be angry." Simon chuckled bitterly. "Are you angry because I said exactly what is on your mind?"
Grace slowly turned around and looked at Simon, who was next to her. He was tall and strong, surrounded by a cold aura.
His pair of eyes was even more intimidating, with extreme arrogance burning in them.
He stood there, looking down on her as if he had seen through her completely.
"You're no better than me!" Simon said in a deep tone.
Grace ignored him, turned around and walked out.