Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 65

Grace was too weak to fight back. Blood from the gash on her forehead kept trickling down.

Chester had already ripped open her blouse and was about to take it further when a sudden, brutal kick sent him flying. He crashed hard against a sharp corner, and blood spilled from his mouth.

The next second, the men's restroom door was closed. Julian, dressed completely in black, stood guard outside and lit a cigarette. Anyone who came up was turned away with the same line. "Go somewhere else. We've got business here."

Julian had always been a force to be reckoned with, and now, with that half-lidded stare, he looked downright lethal. The moment someone saw who he was, they stepped back quickly.

He took a slow drag, leaning against the wall as he called inside, "Your legs are still recovering. Don't push it."

Inside, Ethan was crouching beside Grace, his hand brushing against her forehead. Meanwhile, Chester-the guy who had just taken the hit-rolled his eyes and passed out cold.

Grace's head throbbed. She instinctively brushed against Ethan's palm.

"Can you stand?" he asked.

know who had saved her,

guy's voice when Ethan lifted her into his arms. "Do you have any idea how many more assassination attempts you'll have

had, she realized her head

and a voice-cold but surprisingly soft- murmured, "It's fine. Just lean on

that, she gently drifted off, slipping into

...

the hotel suddenly on lockdown. Several hallways were blocked off, supposedly because a "very important

Wasn't everyone supposed to be treated as important in a hotel like

flatter him. "Mr. Henderson, do

Ethan, but Ethan was notoriously aloof and rarely

scoffed and looked around.

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