Regret Came Too Late

Half the time, Grace had no clue what Ethan was thinking, so she just said it again.

"Seriously, I can't do the Siltham trip. My bad."

"You're going."

She scrunched up her eyebrows, briefly entertaining the idea of just resigning when he dropped, "Dylan is back in town."

"And who the hell is that?"

"Levi's younger brother. Trust me, he's a lot nastier than Levi ever was. He's digging into what happened to Levi, and I'm getting you out of here so that you don't end up on the receiving end of his... unpleasant methods."

Grace's eyes narrowed slightly. "And how does this involve me?"

"Grace, he'll inevitably find his way to you. The substance Levi gave to you came from Dylan."

Ethan's intensity made Grace weigh his words carefully. She wouldn't be able to handle someone from the Henderson family on her own. And if Ethan himself was saying that Dylan was bad news, then sticking close to Ethan was probably the smartest move.

But why Siltham?

Siltham was pretty far, and with Ethan in the spotlight right now, who knew if Dylan might try to take him down too?

But she also really didn't want to be stuck in a car with Ethan. Lately, he'd been acting kind of weird, or maybe that was just her.

But Mr. Henderson, I can just take the train. Someone as important as you can't be seen on public transport,

head home to pack a few things. I just booked my train ticket, so we can meet up in Siltham. It's a bit remote there, and there's only one five-star hotel, so we can

on the handle and she was ready to bolt when his voice stopped her. "Is being

she closed the door once

went without saying. Your recent behavior has been unusual, and as such, I need to maintain professional boundaries. Furthermore, I don't wish for senior management to perceive

I have no desire to be drawn into the internal conflicts of the Henderson family. Therefore, regardless of your

gaze steady and devoid of any personal

Ethan's throat felt tight.

added, "I'm sure there are plenty of amazing women in Druville waiting for you. I know I'm definitely not your type, Mr. Henderson. I'm

hand went

you like that, and I'm sure the feeling is mutual. Keeping our distance is best

just laughed at her obvious eagerness to

her spine. She hurried out of the office, wanting to quickly

the train, Ethan's laugh still echoed in Grace's mind. It was

threatening. Had she completemet

with her little speech about not beingo

would Ethan ever