Female Novel
Chapter 128
For some reason, Grace Smith's face blushed a little.
His words could make someone blush for no reason.
She quickly came to her senses and understood what he meant.
Grace pursed her lips and said, "Thank you for your advice. Now that Editor Lowe is our new editor-in-
chief, she is very kind to her subordinates. She does have a dream for our company, and it's not easy. I
don't want to play these tricks with her, and I don't want to scheme against her."
Heinz Jones' eyes flashed with meaning. He looked at Grace with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"I have no problem with those requirements, but Madam Lowe has been really working hard to achieve
all she has now. I sincerely admire her from the bottom of my heart, so I don't want to play tricks on
her."
Heinz rolled his eyes. "So, this Hermione Lowe, is a pure and successful woman to you?"
"At least for now, she's much better than all the people I've met," Grace said, "She's probably the best
person I've ever met in my career."
Heinz frowned. "She's the best person you've ever met?"
Grace nodded seriously.
As a result, Heinz's face instantly darkened.
It turned out that he was not close to being the best in her heart.
He was very unhappy.
With his face darkening, Heinz continued to look at the items in his hand and said nothing more.
Grace took out her phone and sent a message to Hermione to inform her of the draft's status.
Heinz raised his head and looked at her. His tone was not as angry as before. He said in a low voice,
"That's fine. Speaking of the advertisement deal, you can come to me after you think about it."
Grace was stunned and couldn't help but show a look of joy. "Are you serious?"
Only then did she realize that he was not teasing her.
He didn't make a sound but seemed a little tired. He frowned and rubbed his eyebrows with his slender
fingers. It was as if he was having headache.
Grace saw him rubbing his eyebrows and couldn't help asking, "Do you have a headache?"
He did.
This woman made him very uncomfortable now, but he knew that haste would not make the best of
things.
"I'm fine," Heinz handed her the manuscript and said, "You can go back now."
"But, you just mentioned the advertisement deal," Grace looked at him. If he was serious, they could
talk about it now.
However, Heinz lost his excitement and said indifferently, "Let's talk about it later."
Grace didn't know what was going on with him. He suddenly lost his enthusiasm and didn't seem to
want to talk about it anymore.
She pursed her lips, picked up the manuscript, and put it into her bag. Then she zipped it, put it on her
back, and said to Heinz, "Mr. Jones, I'll leave now."novelbin
"Alright,” he replied.
"Thank you for cooperating with us for the interview," Grace said sincerely again. "Thanks again."
Heinz glanced at her, he seemed very indifferent to her presence.
Grace turned and left.
Until she took the lift downstairs, she didn't understand why Heinz suddenly darkened his face and
became so unhappy.
Since she couldn't figure it out, she didn't want to think about it.
Early the next morning, the newspaper was sold out because of Heinz's interview. It was sold out
before noon.
Hermione was very happy.
The office also received many calls. Many enthusiastic citizens called in to applaud the piece. They
sincerely appreciated the new format of the newspaper, which was no longer posting gossipy tabloid
news about celebrities.
Hermione was over the moon, and began to look for all kinds of successful people to continue the
'interview' theme for their next headlines.
And Grace was now busier.
In the blink of an eye, a week had passed.
She was busy interviewing another two successful people. Although they were not as famous as Heinz
was, Heinz's interview did bring luck. It was helpful to Grace because she now gained access to other
big time entrepreneurs.
While she was busy, she suddenly remembered that it was time for the DNA report to be ready.
Just as she was thinking about it, the phone rang.
She looked at it and found that it happened to be a landline. It was a phone call from the hospital.
"Hello," Grace picked up the phone.
"Miss Smith, the result is out. You may come and collect it," a voice came from the other side.
"Okay, I'll be right there," Grace got up immediately. She was a little nervous. She picked up her bag
and went to the editor's room to ask for leave from Hermione. "Editor Lowe, I have an errand to run, I'll
take a leave for an hour. I've sent the draft to your mailbox."
"Are you in a hurry?" Hermione saw that Grace was a little excited, so she said with concern, "If you
are in a hurry, I will ask the driver to take you there."
"It's alright. You don't have to send me. I can go by myself," Grace replied.
"Well, call me if you need anything," Hermione appreciated her more these days, she seemed to care
about her more, "Don't be afraid to ask for anything from me."
"Well, okay," Grace said.
Grace left the newspaper office quickly and went to the hospital.
Along the way, her mind was in a mess, and her heartbeat accelerated. She didn't know if their DNAs
would matched.
This week, Heinz did not look for her again.
Not even once.
They received overwhelming positive response on the published interview. She sent him a message
and asked him if he had read the newspaper, but he did not reply.
So far, Grace had not tried to speak to him again.
In a blink of an eye, it had been a week. She suddenly found that her heart felt empty after not seeing
him for a week.
She arrived at the hospital in an uneasy mood.
She got off the taxi and went to the test center to collect the results.
The doctor handed her the report. "Miss Smith, after we compared with the genetic results, there is a
parent- child relationship between the two test subjects."
Grace's heart skipped a beat.
Her mind was buzzing, and a white light flashed, leaving only this sentence, "There is a parent-child
relationship between the two..."
Little Gary was Heinz's son??
She was stunned and repeated the words in a daze, "Is he his son?"
"Yes, in other words, this is the case. The blood sample shows that your son has a relationship with the
blood sample left in your nails." said the doctor.
"Are you serious?" Grace was still in disbelief.
The doctor smiled and explained, "Miss Smith, we are experienced at this. Medical science cannot be
faked, the truth is the truth. If you have any doubts about our results, you could opt for retesting at other
hospitals."
"No, no," Grace shook her head immediately. "I'm just a little excited, I'm not questioning your results!"
She was almost ecstatic.
What she wanted was just this result, wasn't it?
She took the report, clenched her hands tightly, and left after thanking the doctor.
She came out of the hospital very slowly. After walking for a long time, she reached a bus stop on the
street, sat down on the waiting chair, and didn't move for a long time.
Her eyes were empty as she observed the traffic flow.
Little Gary was Heinz's child. It turned out that he was not Jensen Charm's.
She had spent a night with Heinz six years ago and she conceived Little Gary.
Suddenly, she stood up and quickly waved to take a taxi.
A taxi stopped and she got into it.
"Miss, where are you going?" The taxi driver asked politely.
"Jones Estate," There was a tremor in Grace's voice.
The driver quickly brought her to Jones Estate.
She got out of the car, stood at the bottom of the building, looked up at the building that towered into
the sky, and muttered, "Heinz, how should I face you?"