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.

panic mode now. If something were to happen to

did Alice get the nerve to think

she saw Alice curled

Grace was relieved. At least Quentin wouldn't have to deal with the trauma of losing

pushed the door open. She did not see the terror in Alice's

"Mr. Henderson."

something yanked her

crushing his mouth against hers. His hands

that she slapped him hard. The sound of

but he

heart pounded as she quickly stepped away and turned

only were there blood stains everywhere, but a sickening sweet fragrance

on the door frame with his head hung,

looked like Ethan

right now, and I know you wouldn't fall for a setup this pathetic. I had no

licked the blood on the corners of his mouth and raised his head to

her.