Billionaire In Disguise

Starting the car, Grace headed towards the hotel Jesse was referring to. Strangely, she didn't understand why Jesse had decided on that hotel as the place for them to carry out their plan. Of all the hotels, why did it have to be the Grand Diamond Hotel? Grace couldn't guess her friend's thoughts.

Even if she had the time, she still couldn't solve her confusion at how Jesse's sometimes overly simple yet troublesome brain worked.

"I got here first," Grace said to Jesse, who was waiting by sitting back and staring at the view through the room's glass wall.

Jesse turned her body by pushing back the chair she was sitting in, facing Grace. "Take off your clothes," she commanded.

Grace was frozen in place, staring at Jesse stiffly. Suddenly, being asked for her rights seemed to surprise her greatly. A part of her felt like she was in a very low position. She questioned what she was doing there and whether she even had to go that far.

"You want me to take off my clothes?"

"You can't lie beside him with your clothes on, right? Who would believe it."

"Do I have to go this far?"

"Use your underwear, I don't know if that will be enough or not. What we need is for him to believe that you've slept together. So you should at least take off your clothes, except for your underwear."

Grace stayed where she was, watching the place. Staring at the space that would be the site of her lies and guilt.

"I chose this place because here I can make sure that no news about you will get out. Since this place belongs to Mr. Lawrence, who would dare to spread the news out of his own house. Even his workers wouldn't dare to do so, so you can rest easy."

Grace finally understood the reason and the explanation Jesse gave her. "Worst of all, Mr. Lawrence will be the first to know what I did."

"That's the most awkward thing. The workers here probably wouldn't do it if they knew you were his daughter." Jesse checked his cell phone. "They've arrived. I'll have them undress him immediately and lay him on the bed. You go and take your clothes off."

"They'll probably think you're the one sleeping with Cody," Grace said with a small smile.

"They're used to seeing me with men. That's why they must know that Cody is not my taste," she said confidently.

Grace didn't understand. She admitted that Cody's appearance was not a simple thing that could be overlooked. "Cody's not bad."

"He is." Jesse nodded. "He's just not my type. I like guys with oriental faces, and he looks European."

"You're right." As Grace walked out of the room, she took off her clothes one by one, leaving only her underwear on.

Before leaving, Grace stood in front of the mirror, which clearly showed her reflection. She watched the mirror silently, then walked out wearing the bathrobe she had gotten there.

"You ready?" asked Jesse who was still there.

Grace smiled. "I'm not going to do it," Grace said, looking at Cody lying on the bed asleep.

"Maybe you'll do it when he wakes up. Like you said, Cody's not bad." Jesse returned Grace's words.

Grace laughed as she climbed the bed slowly. Then, she took off the robe she was wearing before sharing the blanket with Cody, who had also stripped off his clothes.

Jesse, who was watching the two of them intimately lying next to each other on the bed, smiled meaningfully. Then her eyes moved to sweep the floor around the bed. "Something missing?"

"What?" asked Grace, who rested her head on Cody's chest.

"Where are your clothes?" she asked, spreading Cody's clothes on the floor.

"I left them in the toilet," she said, settling Jesse in confusion.

Then, I immediately walked to the center Grace mentioned and returned with the clothes. And he did the same with Grace's clothes. "Okay, now it looks more real. I'll go first. Let me know when the show is over."

Grace smiled as Jesse left the place. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep. Grace lost consciousness because the embrace on her body felt so comfortable or because she was so tired of her thoughts. But as if not allowed to enjoy her sleep, Grace was made to wake up from the shock she felt.

Her head, which had been resting on Cody's firm chest, was pushed away by the man and fell on the pillow. Even so, Cody's quick tug made her startle and wake up.

"What am I doing here?" she asked Grace.

Grace looked at him, the blanket covering her body down to her waist, exposing her upper body, which was only wearing a bra, seemingly sticking out due to her slanted sleeping position. Away from her consciousness that was forced awake, Grace, who did not realize her clothes, looked at Cody.

"What do you mean?" she asked, simply remembering that she was pretending.

"Why are you here with me?"

Grace got up from her lying position, then sat up and brought herself closer to Cody. "Did you forget?" she asked, still in the role. "We spent the night together-"

"You're lying!" Cody cut him off and started putting on his clothes, which were on the floor.

"What do you mean I lied? You can see where we are right now!" Grace said emotionally, making her appearance easier to believe.

Before she could make Cody believe her, the door to the hotel room opened, revealing Nash Lawrence standing there with a worker who opened the door but did not enter the room. "What are you doing Grace!" Nash Lawrence's voice boomed through the room, leaving Cody stunned.

"Dad, I can explain." Grace tried to get out of bed by wrapping her arms around herself.

But Lawrence moved in another direction. He was pointing at Cody in a different corner. "You have to take responsibility. You have to marry her!" Nash said to Cody.

Cody stood in panic for a moment. But afterward, he managed to control himself. "Nothing happened with your daughter and me. I'm sure of it. You can ask her directly if you don't believe me-"

Cody was about to walk out, but his steps stopped. He was startled by the loud sound of a loud slap echoing. The man suddenly turned around and stared in surprise.

Grace landed on the bed because of the hard blow from Nash's palm that pushed and made her body sway. "I asked you to get married because I didn't want something like this to happen and spread out. But you just did! What do you think you're doing, Grace?!" he snapped at her loudly.

Grace was frozen there. She didn't move as the slap on her cheek heated up, and her jaw hardened. It wasn't just her cheek that was hurting; her feelings and ego, too, were hurt.

Nash stared at her sharply at the mess with an inexplicable annoyance. "You should clean things up before any news about this gets out and is picked up by the reporters. I've had enough of your attitude so far." After saying that, Nash moved out past Cody with a sharp glance.