Regret Came Too Late

Grace sat on the hospital bed, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she listened to Jodie's words. "Are you done yet?"

Jodie, seeing her pitiful state, felt a twisted satisfaction. "Not even close. What's wrong? You forget what happened last night when I had you pinned to the ground, looking like a mess? There will be countless more moments like that. If you're on my radar, you're in for it. Just wait and see how I handle you."

She said it with a smug tone, like a high school bully who enjoyed tormenting others.

Grace got up from the bed, grabbing a nearby cup and hurling it at Jodie, then picking up a chair and throwing it at her.

Jodie, caught up in her rant, didn't expect such a response. The impact of the chair caused her vision to blur, nearly knocking her out cold.

Yancey didn't expect Grace to strike back so fiercely. "Grace! Calm down!"

against Jodie's head. Her

commotion, rushed in immediately and quickly transported Jodie

fury inside her and felt the need to vent. But before she could act, Ethan rushed in, pushed by Tim, whose expression was

this, grabbed Grace's arm nervously. "Grace, what should we do? Mr. Henderson looks

she didn't expect him to leave an important meeting to rush here. She bit her

the blame. "Uncle Ethan, it was my fault. I was just messing around with Jodie and didn't mean for it to get so serious. I'll

could finish,

up to Yancey. Before he even had time to react, he was slapped hard across the face.

by Ethan, the family's heir. And Jodie was his sister; he hadn't protected her, so it was

her chest when she saw the clear handprint on Yancey's