Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1565

Chapter 1565: What scare you?

Apparently, being jealous was also something to be celebrated, according to Grace.

Elated that Haines was just "a bit" jealous, Grace dragged him in for some wine. She hadn’t planned on having wine tonight, but since she was too happy, she ended up drinking more.

"Hehe." Grace giggled, lounging on the couch with her head resting on his leg. "Jealous."

"..." Haines gazed down at her, studying her flushed cheeks. Her eyes squinted with glee as she chuckled to herself, teasing him.

A shallow breath slipped past his lips as he thought he shouldn’t have said "a bit." Even with that word intact, Grace seemed to have decided not to include it in what she heard.

"Were you that happy?" he asked, casually combing her hair with his fingers.

"Mhm." Her smile stretched even more, and she nodded. "I thought that you wouldn’t feel such a thing because you’re already very mature, but I guess that’s not a problem. You can be cute too."

With what she said, he didn’t know whether to laugh or feel insulted.

Grace closed her eyes, her smile still intact. His fingers, stroking her head, felt soothing—almost like they were lulling her to sleep. However, the dopamine in her body was stopping her from falling into a deep slumber.

For a moment, silence fell as Haines just studied her face. Even though the gossip at her birthday party left a bitter taste in his mouth, staring at her soothed whatever the gossip had struck within him.

"By the way..." After a while, Grace hummed. Her eyes slowly cracked open and met his instantly. "I might take that case."

His brows rose slightly. "What case?"

"The one on the news."

"That one with the Smiths?"

"Mhm."

"Why?" Curious, Haines tilted his head a little. "Did their team reach out to you?"

Grace shook her head. "Not them, but a friend of the defendant. Apparently, someone on Cassandra Smith’s side is working hard to help her, and that friend is an acquaintance of Hugo."

"That’s what he asked you to talk about earlier?"

"Mhm." She smacked her lips, keeping her gaze on him.

Haines studied her for a moment, then asked, "You agreed because he asked?"

"Would that make you more jealous if I said yes?"

"No." His answer was quick. "I’m just asking because you might be accepting it because... of us."

A shallow chuckle escaped her as she closed her eyes again. "My lover told me he believed she was innocent," she mumbled. "And I believe you more than any desperate friend out there or a nephew in need."

"But I didn’t tell you to take the case."

"I want to impress you, though," she pouted, partially opening her eyes. "If I get her out on bail when the Smiths’ lawyer couldn’t... it will be on TV. I want you to see me on television."