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

bottle back into his hand. "Mr. Levi, do you take me for an idiot? This is plotting to murder the Henderson family's

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

her throat so tightly

and he clearly

father, your boyfriend, and even that

let go and shoved the bottle

cold as

do it—not a chance. Her only option now

this to Ethan and get

Hendersons, would someone like Ethan, raised in

leave the break room only to

been dressed to the nines, appearing

was no different from

you. Even if you fed him poison, Uncle Ethan would

deep sarcasm

stand people like him—scheming, two-faced

continue and simply said, "Give me your

at her desk, Grace was

and Levi sent her a

go find my uncle tonight and put the

that, she stood up abruptly

set in. She sent multiple messages in a

her heart sink, and she finally

on the other end was laced with smugness. "Grace,

darkened. She hated being