Regret Came Too Late

The man who spoke seemed to be very refined. It was very different from how

cold Ethan was and how intimidating Julian seemed. He seemed to have an air of careless arrogance that came from privilege and status. It was a dangerous line to toe-the smallest slip-up and he could become a fool like Yancey.

But this man seemed to have a firm grip on himself.

Grace had no choice but to respond even though she had no idea who he was. She merely shot him an awkward smile.

The man looked to be around six feet and one inch tall. He quickly walked over and bent slightly toward her. "Grace, what are you doing at a place like this? Is it because of Yancey again?"

Simon had just returned to Druville that night, so he was still jet-lagged. He had one hand casually tucked into his pocket and looked very laid back.

Grace took two steps back. "And you are?"

Simon raised an eyebrow as the amusement in his eyes turned cold. "What are you playing at this time?"

He had just spoken when Ethan called out, "Simon."

was when Grace realized

a central figure among the elites. Three years ago, he ran away after his family forcibly arranged a marriage for him and skipped his own wedding. However, the

was probably about to meet his legally wedded wife who he was

then. Rumor had it that Simon was a notorious playboy who hated his marriage partner. He had been overseas for three years, and he had probably come

her expression before she said calmly, "So,

scoffed

first time someone said that

confused. Did she do something to Simon before she

head so high when you were around us like a complete

if she had misheard

glanced at Ethan, but he was looking toward the bar. He looked incredibly unapproachable at

Grace and asked, "Ethan, is the

Ethan seemed almost