Grace stumbled away from Parasol Road but still did not refrain from taking a taxi to Carl's villa.

She must ask Carl what was going on.

She stood at the door of the villa, took a deep breath. She hesitated for a long time but rang the doorbell.

After a long time, the door of the villa was gently pushed open.

Carl had just taken a bath, dressed in a dark blue bathrobe, with wet hair and a well-defined handsome face with laziness and evil charm.

Seeing Grace ...