In the Lap of Luxury
Chapter 456 Knowing Her Well

"I understand, grandma, don't worry."

Elizabeth sighed. "Now only you and I are left in this house. How can I not worry about you?" Then, she asked, "By the way, how is Grace doing?"

At the mention of Grace, Benjamin simply said, "Grandma, don't worry. She's doing well."

Hearing this, Elizabeth nodded understandably. "Yes, Grace is a good girl. It's just a pity you two weren't destined for each other. If only ... well, let bygones be bygones. It's late. You should rest early too." "Yes, Grandma, you should go back to sleep."

After leaving Elizabeth's room, Benjamin went straight back to his bedroom.

Over the past three years, he had rarely been at home, with Grace taking care of everything. Now, after their divorce, he had been coming home more frequently.

But sometimes he found himself missing the times when Grace still lived there.

Benjamin pushed the door open and found no signs of Grace. Any traces of her had been gradually erased over time.

He stood before the window and looked out at the night view. He couldn't help but take out a pack of cigarettes, light one, and place it between his lips.

The smoke swirled around him, adding a touch of melancholy.

Unbeknownst to him, Elizabeth had come to the doorway with a housekeeper supporting her. Just as the housekeeper was about to speak, Elizabeth stopped him.

She looked at Benjamin by the window, sighing helplessly. Then, she quietly whispered to the housekeeper, "Let's go. Help me back to my room."

"Yes, ma'am."

Elizabeth sensed the changes in Benjamin and decided something. "Get me my phone. I'll call Grace tomorrow morning."

"Yes, ma'am."

The next day, Grace woke up in Xander's room, feeling a bit blurry. She checked her phone and saw that it was almost 8:00 am.

"Wow, I slept so well!" she exclaimed and quickly got out of bed.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the neatly folded clothes at the side. They had clearly been prepared for her.

Grace took the clothes to the dressing room to change. The style of the clothes perfectly matched her taste, and even the size was just right. She couldn't help but think that it seemed too perfect.

After getting dressed, she went downstairs.

Xander called out to her from the dining room, "Up already? Come have breakfast."

She followed the sound and walked a few steps before she bumped into Xander.

He looked at her with a smile and extended his hand to hold hers. "Come, have breakfast."

He led Grace to the dining room, where a spread of breakfast was laid out, including her favorite cinnamon rolls.

"Did you make all of these?" Grace asked in surprise.

Xander smiled slightly, pulling out a chair for her. "Try it."

Curious, Grace took a bite of the cinnamon roll, replaceing that it tasted as good as the ones in the bakery.

"Xander, this is delicious."

Xander handed her a glass of milk.

"You can have more if you like it. I'll take you to the office later."