Regret Came Too Late

For a moment, the room fell silent. Then, laughter erupted.

"Damn, Yancey, you really called it."

Yancey hadn't brought Alice tonight. Instead, he had a hostess by his side.

Men had a certain pack mentality-everyone here had invited a hostess. Not having one would have made him look out of place and reduced his credibility.

So, one should never believe a man's claim that he was the only one who restrained himself when all his friends did it. Men would never want to be the odd one out.

When Yancey saw Grace, a flicker of surprise flashed through his eyes before settling into a smug expression.

He frowned deeply as he set down his glass.

"Grace, don't you ever get tired?"

She had already caused a scene here several times in the past, and now she was even dressing up as a staff member. Each time, she just made herself look even more pathetic.

Grace bowed slightly, picked up the most expensive bottle of Romanée-Conti, and flashed a polite smile.

"Who ordered this? Would you like me to open it?"

She had heard their conversation from outside, and her heart ached.

But when she stepped in and saw this group of spoiled, rich young men, she

realized they were nothing but walking money bags.

She could make enough tonight to cover that hundred-thousand-dollar debt. That bottle alone was worth a million dollars.

were strapped for cash, and right now, they were very interested

Sloan Sidler with his elbow, his gaze flicking

are

were Yancey's friends. They had spent years

so obsessed with him

disgust. No matter how pretty, to him, she was just a pathetic

stop him. While they had money, those bottles were a million dollars each.

quite

finish his warning, Grace had popped

back on your

her to make a fool out of herself

back with a smirk and said, "Yes, it's a deal. Go ahead and start drinking. Grace,

up in tomorrow's headline after drinking yourself stupid and getting taken home by some random stranger, no one

family's favorite. Grace

a tall glass, filling it to the brim, then downed the first bottle. She then

like she could down a few more bottles. Three million dollars had gone up in smoke just like that. Even if they

noisy room fell silent. Afraid that Sloan would be left in an awkward spot, someone

a warning

bottle and smiled. "And

Yancey, didn't you? I gotta say, your tactics are getting bolder. At least now everyone will

opened the fifth bottle, and Sloan's expression

got up and grabbed her wrist. "That's enough.

between her fingers and

you can't afford to pay, maybe someone

face reddened with fury. He had never been humiliated like

of yours is exactly why