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.

and right now, they were very interested in watching her make a

Sidler with his elbow, his gaze flicking to

are something else,

of them were Yancey's friends. They had spent years

a stunning woman so obsessed with him

pretty, to him, she was just a pathetic mess. "Grace, we'll open as many bottles as you

they had money, those bottles were a million dollars each. And

she's quite

he could finish his warning, Grace had popped open the bottle

back on your

to no end. He couldn't wait for her

deal. Go ahead and start drinking.

taken home by some random stranger, no one here's

Alice was the family's favorite. Grace was nothing but

brim, then downed the first bottle. She then

started shifting in his seat uncomfortably. Grace didn't look even tipsy, and it looked like she could down a few more bottles. Three million dollars had gone up in smoke just like that. Even if they were rich,

would be left in an awkward spot, someone tugged at Yancey's

Grace a warning glare. "That's enough. Stop

finished her fourth bottle

moment she said that, someone immediately sneered, "Come on, drop the act. You came here for Yancey, didn't you? I gotta say, your tactics are getting bolder. At least

bottle,

got up and grabbed her wrist. "That's enough. Do you really want to

glass between her fingers and focused her gaze on

maybe someone

face reddened with fury. He had never been humiliated

why Yancey doesn't want