Grace had a lingering sense that something about Ed was amiss. His demeanor

had shifted, and he had grown strangely fixated—almost to the point of

obsession.

Also, "that guy" he had mentioned-who was that supposed to be?

"I'm not playing you." She reached out and took his hand, guiding him to sit beside her on the edge of the bed. "And I don't hate you either, so don't let your thoughts get carried away."

"What about the shells?" Ed pressed.

There was something relentless in how he clung to her words, even the ones spoken in passing, as if each word held the weight of a vow.

Grace began to wonder if she had really gone too far this time.

"I forgot," she said. "I'll make it up to you next time."

Ed fell silent. His lips trembled for a moment before he finally said, "You're just making a fool of me, Grace."

She was beginning to grow weary of it all. Needless to say, she wasn't someone who knew how to coax or comfort another.

The atmosphere between them instantly became tense. She simply admitted, "If that's what you think, then we should break up."

No sooner had she said it than she felt an overwhelming sense of hostility, a wave of killing intent that seemed to roll in from all sides. Yet she knew that it wasn't meant for her personally but for the world in general.

He slowly rose, then abruptly framed her face with his hands and brought his mouth down in a fierce kiss.

The metallic taste of blood spread between them when a jolt of pain bloomed on her lips as she reflexively tried to push him away, but he only bit down harder, to which she furrowed her brows in pain.

out, and

as he said, "You'll regret this, Grace. You'll

her lips, wincing from the pain. Nothing

he shoved her away. He moved toward the door, then paused as if waiting for her to stop

her lips, her mind a whirl of thoughts. After a long silence, she finally said, "Never mind. I'm tired too, Ed. Maybe you're

words left her mouth, he left. However, this time, he was faster than

and slowly lay back

mounted as she went to wash her face to clear up her mind. The sky outside had darkened, and just as she felt the weight

It was Liam.

you're back in

felt a warmth spread through her chest, easing the

gone through the materials I prepared

are still

darkness crossed Grace's eyes. Without delay, she got into the

the dark circles rimming his eyes. He was only 19 years old, but he looked as though he had

the coffee table was enough to tell

obedient while you were gone. I read through everything. Mr. Fenwick has even been teaching me how to manage the company. But you're still the best, Grace. I only need to glance at the materials you prepare to

He was simply mischievous and

it,

her lip. He had never encountered anything like

Even the slightest movement sent a

raised a hand to touch her lips before stepping toward the coffee table. "Has Edric

even brought some of his senior executives with him, saying I'm too

without a doubt, a

documents before her. Each page was filled with thick markings

a firm conclusion-Liam would turn out just fine.

long as Liam refused to relinquish

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