Falling for My Contractual Wife

Facing a face that was 80% similar to Louise's, coupled with the mess in the company, Grace couldn't bring herself to smile.

She walked to the chair and sat down. Then, she turned her head to look at Alicia and said in a businesslike manner, "Top Group will compensate the Francis Group for your losses this time."

Alicia smiled and said, "Miss Sherman, you've misunderstood. I'm not here to denounce you today, nor am I here to ask you for compensation. You've been friends with Mr. Francis for so many years. Why would Mr. Francis hit you when you're down?"

Grace looked at her and waited for her to continue.

Alicia took a sip of coffee and smiled. "I know I look like an old friend of yours and make you feel a little uncomfortable, but looks are innate. I can't help it. Or should I get plastic surgery?" She said this half-jokingly, making Grace feel a little embarrassed.

Grace lowered her head and smiled. "Miss Pearson, you must be joking. I won't transfer my feelings for others to irrelevant people."

She didn't like her purely because of some previous unpleasantness at work.

Alicia nodded. "That's good. I quite like you. The first time I met you, I felt like we hit it off at first sight."

Grace didn't say anything. She felt she was not close enough to Alicia to chat so much nonsense.

"Well, I came here today to help you solve the problem of your client's privacy leak," said Alicia.

Alicia talked about her previous company. Due to a loophole in the system, they had leaked the client's privacy several times. She had dealt with similar situations many times.

The remedy she proposed could maximize the losses and assist Grace. That afternoon, Grace almost finished dealing with this tricky matter.

Grace's opinion of Alicia gradually changed. To thank her, Grace invited her to dinner.

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In the restaurant.

Grace picked up the glass and told Alicia calmly, "Thank you, Miss Pearson. You've helped me solve such a big problem. I can't drink because I need to drive, so I'll propose a toast with coffee."

Alicia lowered her eyes and smiled. She raised her glass and clinked it with hers. "You're welcome. It's not convenient for me to drink these few days. By the way, I heard from Mr. Francis that your daughter has autism. Is that true?"

"You seem to be close to him. He even told you about my daughter?" Grace asked.

Alicia was stunned for a moment before she smiled. "It's not that close. It's just that Mr. Francis is too concerned about you and often talks about you."

When she said this, her eyelashes were slightly lowered, making it impossible to see the expression in her eyes.

"Grace, Mr. Francis likes you. Don't you know?" Alicia winked at her playfully. Grace changed her sitting position and smiled indifferently.

Alicia saw that Grace didn't answer this question, so she tactfully didn't continue this topic.

"My cousin's child had autism before," Alicia said as she swirled the coffee in her cup.

"Is your cousin's child alright now?" Grace asked.

Alicia said, "Not completely. Previously, he was very seriously ill and even committed suicide many times. Now, although he will still

t very strongly when he has emotions occasionally, at least he won't do anything self-harm

Grace was shocked. "Suicide?"

"That's right. My nephew was a little older than your daughter. He was eight when he got sick. Kids that age have more ideas in their heads than five-year-olds. They are more likely to do extreme things."