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.

were to happen to Ethan, not only

did Alice get the nerve to think that

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

that she was still alive, Grace was relieved. At least Quentin wouldn't have to deal with

pushed the door open. She

"Mr. Henderson."

something yanked her

hers. His hands were moving quickly

much so that she slapped him hard. The sound of

jerked to the side, but

quickly stepped away and turned on

only were there blood stains everywhere, but a

the door frame with his head hung, lost

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

for a setup this pathetic. I had no choice but to slap you. Once you come around you can do whatever you

his mouth and raised his head to look

her.