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.

to happen to Ethan, not only her but

the hell did Alice get the nerve to think that Ethan

she saw Alice curled up in the corridor. Alice was sobbing, her clothes streaked

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

Alice another look, Grace pushed the door open. She

"Mr. Henderson."

inside when something yanked her with

hers. His hands were moving quickly downward, going places that they had no business

slapped him hard. The sound of the slap was so loud that it echoed

side, but he remained silent. His hands

heart pounded as she quickly stepped

blood stains everywhere,

on the door frame with his head hung,

It looked like Ethan had considered taking Alice's life, but he eventually gave

for a setup this pathetic. I had

of his mouth and raised his

her.