Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant

Chapter 172 I Don’t Care for The money

After saying this, Blanca raised a smile and said, "Zoe, would you please use your head before setting

someone else up? You know, it doesn’t become true just because you say it.”

Blanca narrowed her eyes slightly, like a sharp leopard.

Zoe immediately got speechless, she looked at Anna for help, but Anna ignored her. After a while, Zoe

said, “Blanca, do you think you can clean yourself up in a few words? This matter has been reported to Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

the police and you won't get away with it!!”

“Me get away with it? Let me ask you something, as the wife of the chairman, how much money do you

think I can make selling your ideas? Would I care about that money?” Blanca hated being wronged

more than anything in her life, so she forgot that she needed to be modest. Because she came from a

poor family, she was often looked down upon, but Blanca hated it when people with prejudice framed

her up for no reason.

“…” Zoe got speechless.

The noise was too loud, and Zoe had not closed the door when she entered, which she did in purpose.

She wanted everyone to see what Blanca was like, she wanted everyone to blame her, but she didn't

expect Blanca to be so glib!

Anna's office was already surrounded by people, all of them leaning against the glass and listening to

the movement inside. Isabel was fighting her way through the crowd and leaning over the glass to hear

the whole story. How dared they frame Blanca for stealing ideas? Why should Blanca do something like

that?!

Isabel, looking grim, pushed her way out of the crowd and went straight to the 28th floor outside the

chairman's office, but the secretary stopped her. Luckily, she ran into Curtis, who had just returned from

a bathroom break. He was somewhat familiar with the girl who had always been by Blanca's side, so

he asked, “What’s wrong?”

‘It’s Blanca, she’s in trouble…”

Isabel babbled on about what happened downstairs and Curtis looked more and more serious. He

asked Isabel to go back first.

Isabel prayed as Curtis left.

Curtis immediately knocked on the door and entered the chairman's office when Matthew was on an

international videoconference. He was not quite pleased to see Curtis so flustered.

Matthew had rarely seen Curtis, who had been with him since college and had been a friend to him,

look so distracted.

It was the intermission of the conference, so Matthew turned off the video and said coldly, "What's up?"

“It’s Mrs. Grant, she’s in trouble. She was accused of stealing someone else's idea…” said Curtis. He

expected that Matthew would be anxious to come down and see her, for he had been particularly

attentive to her since they got married.

Matthew, however, merely replied that he knew, and took a leisurely cup of tea to prepare for the next

meeting.

Curtis was freaking out. How could Matthew be so calm when things were so urgent?

"This is no small matter. The police are involved."

“Oh? Why are you so anxious? Are you being worried about Blanca?” Matthew took a sip of tea and

said.

“…” Why would he be worried about her? He just thought that his boss would be worried.

“You can leave if there is nothing else to do,” said Matthew.

He was not going to offer to help. Blanca would come to him for help if she couldn’t handle it

herself…