Regret Came Too Late

Grace had never really thought about investigating the cause of her amnesia before.

She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead just as another message from Yancey arrived.

"I'll keep digging into it. Don't worry. Just be careful when you go out. I have a feeling someone's been following you."

Grace immediately got out of bed and rummaged through her closet for the few certifications she had brought with her.

Each of them required significant skill to earn. Her past self clearly couldn't have been a nobody.

It seemed she really did need to start looking into that so-called accident.

The next morning, just as she arrived at Henderson Group, she ran into Levi.

He had been showing up more and more often lately, and his usual smile carried that familiar edge of hidden malice.

He followed Grace to the break room and said, "I heard Uncle Ethan took you out for some street food the other day. Is he still at home recovering?"

Grace kept her guard up. She didn't want him targeting Ed.

"Yeah."

"It seems he trusts you quite a lot, then. If you added something extra to his food, he'd still eat it, wouldn't he?"

Grace frowned. What was this man planning?

Levi pulled out a small white bottle and pressed it into her hand.

"If someone takes what's inside this bottle over a prolonged period, their mental state will slowly collapse. They'll become irritable and aggressive, eventually descending into madness or dying from heart failure."

expression changed instantly. He was trying to kill

Levi, do you take me for an idiot? This is plotting to murder the

ever live peacefully in Druville again? I wouldn't even make it past Mr. Henderson Senior.

second, Levi grabbed her throat so

the rules, and he clearly thought Grace

negotiating with you. If you refuse, your father, your boyfriend, and even that useless brother of yours will

shoved the bottle into her

as she clutched at her

do it—not a chance. Her only option

this to Ethan and get him to play

cutthroat as the Hendersons, would someone like Ethan, raised

break room only

may have been dressed to

different from that of a

if you fed him

was deep sarcasm in his

people like him—scheming,

patience to continue and simply said,

her desk, Grace was visibly

flew by, and

little boyfriend to get hurt, go find my uncle tonight and put the drug

she stood up abruptly and called Ed. There

in. She sent multiple messages in a row, but

her heart sink, and she finally gave

the other end was laced with smugness. "Grace, have you

hated being threatened like