'Why?' Grace trembled and frowned.

Wolfgang hooked his lips and smiled. He took out a golden room card from his bag and put it into her hand. 'Tomorrow night, you will know by yourself.'

It was the room card of Blues Hotel, Romantic city's largest five-star hotel. Grace looked at him suspiciously and did not understand what he wanted.

However, he held out his slender finger and touched her delicate face gently. He smiled and said, 'Grace, you can't ignore what happened between Carl and me. I have done so much for you.'

'For me?' Grace was even more surprised.

'Yes, Stella bullied you all the time and wanted to...