Make Him Lose Everything

Grace smiled sweetly. "Mr. Saunders, you’re a straightforward man! Doing business with people like you is such a relief."

With that, she turned and instructed, "Tenner, seal up a thousand taels of silver and go invite the magistrate from Danyang Prefecture to be our witness!"

"Yes, ma’am." Tenner turned and left.

Mr. Saunders, seeing her generous and seasoned approach, smiled and asked, "May I ask, miss, which young lady of the Zhuo family are you?"

Grace gave a mysterious smile and said nothing.

"Are you Miss Qingyun from Second Master Zhuo’s family?" Earlier, when Grace pulled Mr. Wayne aside, he sensed her cultivation wasn’t low—at such a young age, she was already on par with him.

So, he didn’t even consider the notorious good-for-nothing Miss Grace Zhuo.

"Names are just labels," Grace said. "Everyone’s fingerprint is unique. That’s what matters!"

Mr. Saunders’s laugh was a bit awkward.

Grace looked only fifteen or sixteen, but she had the air of a sly old fox.