Regret Came Too Late

Grace scoffed. "Do you even realize who Ethan Henderson is?"

Carmen's face flushed. Earlier, she had been swept up in Grace's fantasy and believed that Ethan would want to court Grace.

"I... I... Grace, please. I beg you. Alice is your sister. Just go check on her."

Grace turned to Quentin, who was lying in bed, worry carved deep into his face. She took a deep breath. "This is the last time I'm doing this. I'm done cleaning up her mess."

Carmen's face turned into a deeper shade of red, but this time, she said nothing in return.

After checking what hotel they were at, Grace gave Ethan a call when she stepped out of the building. Thinking about how he had handled Levi before, she was genuinely afraid that if she was even a minute late, Alice would be dead.

She knew, without a doubt, that Alice had tried to drug Ethan.

Ethan picked up the call, but he sounded breathless. He was definitely not himself.

"Grace..."

"I'm on my way, Mr. Henderson. Please show mercy toward Alice. We can explain. Please don't do anything reckless."

"Grace... My head... It's spinning."

So, it was true-he'd been drugged.

happen to Ethan, not only her but the

Alice get the nerve to think that Ethan would

got to the door, she saw Alice curled up in the corridor. Alice was sobbing,

that she was still alive, Grace was relieved. At least Quentin wouldn't

door open. She did not see the terror

"Mr. Henderson."

when something yanked her with great

against hers. His hands

shot through Grace-so much so that she slapped him hard. The sound of the

head jerked to the side, but he remained silent. His hands

quickly stepped

mess. Not only were there blood

frame with his head

had spotted the gun on the coffee table. It looked like Ethan had considered taking Alice's life, but he eventually

yourself right now, and I know you wouldn't fall for a setup this pathetic. I had

his mouth

her.