Regret Came Too Late

"Not at all. I just felt like complimenting you."

Grace gave a shy smile as she scratched her cheek. That was when she realized the car was already heading toward her apartment complex.

When it stopped, she stepped out and bent slightly to knock on the window politely. "Well, I'm heading in. Thanks for the ride."

"Okay."

She turned and walked into the building but couldn't resist glancing back. Ethan's car was still parked there.

As soon as she reached her floor, she ran into Selene.

Selene was the kind of woman who turned heads wherever she went. She was confident and striking. That night, she looked like she had just gotten home too. Her wine-red curls framed her pale skin perfectly, and her whole vibe screamed domineering.

Though they lived on the same floor, Grace didn't know her well. But Selene was the first to speak.

"I noticed a sketchy car circling the block earlier. I think it's parked right below your unit."

Grace's heart sank. That had to be Sloan.

"Thanks," she said quickly.

Selene's hair was styled in soft, voluminous waves, now dyed a rich burgundy that brought out the brightness in her complexion.

folded, her eyes sharp as she studied Grace. Then, she asked casually, "So, that audio recording

"Huh?"

hadn't heard what the Lambert family was

took a step closer,

the Lambert family made a statement. They said you faked the whole

Quentin, she

of her with a smirk. "I think that car outside is here for you. I'm in a good mood tonight. Do you want me to drive you somewhere? I'm

guys swoon. And oddly enough,

the planet, who, for once, had cracked a joke. Her mood

felt strange-how someone so unfamiliar could feel so easy to be around. They reached the parking lot, and Grace eyed the car lurking in the

Sloan's ride? I'm

subtle floral perfume fingering as she stretched. "Yup. It's him. He brought two goons with

was hiring thugs like it was no

I just have people rough them up a little, and they usually

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they're so touched