Chapter 3 The Grand Gift to the Nikolaou Family

• Grace was stunned as she stood there.
• Her mind went blank for a few seconds.
• Then, she suddenly reacted, and her face blushed. She quickly broke free from Cyrus' embrace and said shyly, "Cyrus, when were you released from the prison?"
• Cyrus smiled. "Today. I just returned to Rodon five hours ago."
• The people around were all surprised.
• "Miss Lindgren is the number one beauty in Rodon. How could she... how could she be with someone like Cyrus?"
• "I always thought Grace would be with Cyril, but I didn't expect that she has feelings for Cyrus!"
• "Five years ago, Grace was engaged to Cyrus. Oh, that useless Cyrus really lucked out."
• Cyril stood on the side, gnashing his teeth with jealousy. He didn't expect that Grace would still have forgotten about Cyrus even after five years!
• Grace presented her birthday gift, then pulled Cyrus aside. She then looked at Cyrus with a charming gaze. "Cyrus, which prison have you been in for the past five years? I've looked for you many times but couldn't find any information about you."
• Cyrus smiled lightly. "I went abroad and learned some skills. Now I am completely free, and I can continue to protect you in the future."
• Grace nodded gently and with a smile.
• Cyril came over with a few people while laughing heartily.
• "Grace, remember what I mentioned before about you becoming my executive secretary and concurrently heading the public relations department? Have you thought about it?" Cyril said with a smile.
• Grace quickly replied, "Mr. Nikolaou, I am only a senior in college now and have not yet received my degree. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle such an important position and manage your large company."
• "Don't worry. I will teach you." Cyril took a step closer. "Trust me, Grace. I believe in you. You have managed your family's small business well, so you will do just as well in my company. Come with me. Let's talk about the new job."
• As he spoke, he patted Grace's shoulder.
• Cyrus frowned, reached out his hand, and grabbed Cyril's wrist directly before saying coldly, "Go away!"
• Cyril felt as if he was caught in a tiger's grip. He cried out in pain, quickly withdrew his hand, and then pointed at Cyrus angrily. "Cyrus, you can't behave so recklessly even though you are my younger brother!"
• "That's right. Cyril is doing this for Grace's good by letting her gain experience in a big company. Why are you, a useless person who has been in jail, trying to stop it!"
• "How can Miss Lindgren be engaged to such scum? Let's just cancel this engagement!"
• "Only Cyril is worthy of Grace. Heh... now it's like Beauty and the Beast!"
• Everyone laughed heartily as they spoke.
• Cyril looked triumphantly at Cyrus and said loudly, "Grace, I asked you to be my secretary for your own good. Besides, your engagement with Cyrus doesn't count anymore. My dad said your engagement is void. Right, Dad?"
• Jacob was consoling Freya.
• Upon hearing Cyril's words, Jacob exclaimed, "Cyrus, that unfilial son, is not worthy of Grace at all. Although the Nikolaou family is wealthy and powerful, it has nothing to do with that brat Cyrus! Grace, your engagement with Cyrus is invalid!"
• Grace was stunned.
• There were mocking and scornful looks around her.
• Cyrus stood there calmly while watching the scene around him. Then, he suddenly smiled.
• This was actually quite good.
• Grace felt uncomfortable. She reached out and tightly held Cyrus' hand before stepping forward to shield him.
• She raised her hand gracefully to display the ring on her middle finger and declared firmly, "My engagement with Cyrus is confirmed. The token has been exchanged, and it won't be invalidated! Since he is not welcome here, we will leave first."
• She took Cyrus' hand and headed toward the exit.
• At that moment, she was not a fragile woman, but like a protector of her loved one, a mother shielding her calf and an umbrella sheltering her lover from the storm!
• Cyril clenched his teeth and suddenly grabbed Grace's shoulder!
• "Grace! Think carefully! If you choose to leave through that door today, the company under the Lindgren family will never receive any orders from the Nikolaou family in the future!" Cyril threatened coldly as his fingers dug into Grace's soft shoulder.
• Cyrus stepped forward and slapped Cyril across the face.
• Give distinct fingerprints appeared instantly.
• "Ah! He... he hit Cyril!"
• "Is Cyrus out of his mind?"
• "He's done for. Cyril is the designated heir of the Nikolaou family."
• "Quick! Send this scum Cyrus back to prison!"
• In an instant, several henchmen lunged toward Cyrus.
• Cyrus sneered before delivering punches and kicks. With a few bangs, all seven henchmen were sent flying.
• At that moment, funeral music could be heard outside the Nikolaou residence!
• Bang!
• The door of the Nikolaou family's residence was kicked open forcefully!
• Over thirty mourners dressed in black were carrying a coffin, playing traditional instruments, carrying flowers, and waving white banners.
• Upon entering the Nikolaou residence, the mourners all dropped to their knees and wailed in sorrow.
• "Master Jacob, your passing is a great loss! Our hearts ache! How could such a kind soul like you leave us? Please accept our offerings!"
• The mourners were highly skilled as they wailed in a mournful and melodious manner.
• Jacob's face turned pale, and his arms trembled.
• "Leave... leave at once! Guards, come and kick them out!" Jacob yelled while clutching his chest, and veins were bulging on his forehead.
• Cyrus chuckled coldly and said, "Jacob, take care of yourself. I want you to witness the gradual decline and downfall of the Nikolaou family, crumbling step by step. This funeral procession is just the beginning. I will prepare a grand gift for the Nikolaou family in due time! I will thoroughly investigate my mother's death, and none of those involved will escape! Soon, I will make every member of the Nikolaou family kneel before my mother's memorial tablet and beg for forgiveness! From this day forward, I have nothing to do with the Nikolaou family!"
• Cyrus took Grace's hand and walked toward the door.
• No one dared to impede their departure!
• What was meant to be a joyous birthday celebration had turned into a sad event.
• Freya's face paled with rage, and her newly fixed nose was askew. She rolled her eyes and collapsed to the ground.
• ...
• Cyrus sat in Grace's red Buick. His expression was cold and determined.
• Grace gazed at him with concern. "Come home with me first. From now on, my place is your home."
• She thought that Cyrus had just been released from prison and had nowhere to go. As his fiancee, it was natural for her to take him in.
• The two arrived at Block 3 of Springe Avenue.
• As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they saw five burly men with tattoos blocking her door. Their faces displayed a fierce expression, and they emitted an aura of menace!