Jodie winced as Yancey squeezed her wrist, her eyes reddening as she tried to hold back her tears.

She then forced a tight smile and went over the timeline again.

Yancey finally let go of her wrist, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "It's fine. You can go now."

Jodie glanced down at her pale wrist, where a bruise was forming. The pain made her eyes water.

"Yancey, what's wrong with you tonight? You're acting all weird and cryptic. I'm not playing with you anymore."

With that, she stormed off downstairs.

As soon as Yancey entered his room, he immediately called one of the business partners who had been at the dinner with Ethan.

The person had just finished the event and was back home, groggy and barely awake when he picked up.

"Is this Mr. Yancey?"

"Yeah, it's me. I need to ask you something. Did Grace have dinner with you tonight? Was my uncle there too? Do you remember when it ended?"

The business partner thought for a moment. "Around seven, I think. It was pretty much done by then. But Grace was acting kind of strange.

"I remember she didn't really like your uncle before. So, I was surprised to see her in the same private room with him this time."

He yawned loudly. "But hey, that's your family's business, not mine."

Yancey hung up the phone, his grip on it tightening.

The dinner had ended at 7:00 pm, and yet Grace didn't leave the hotel until after nine at night.

been doing

also finished his business dinner by seven, so he should've gone

said he was late, barely ate anything, and even

Yancey wasn't sharp, he couldn't ignore the growing suspicion about Ethan and

once stayed at Palm Bay and left with a mark on

putting all the pieces

definitely involved

Yancey, and his chest tightened like

quell the

and grabbed his car keys. He was going

the doorbell in the living room was being pressed

frowned, pulling her

Were they out of

with it. In fact, she even put on her headphones, finally achieving

wasn't about to rest. It was as though he wouldn't give up

soon escalated to him

of

open. Selene stood there, wearing a silk pajama set, Her

hell are you doing at this hour? If you're

in surprise when he saw her. "Selene?" Selene yawned and absentmindedly twirled a strand

me. You're too noisy. Grace's probably asleep by now. Whatever you need, talk about it tomorrow. I won't be able to sleep either if you keep banging on

was the adopted daughter of the Jensen family, and she had shown extraordinary business acumen from a young

the rest

was highly wary of her,

the idea of an

away their inheritance. As

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