Regret Came Too Late

As soon as she left, Tim opened the door and walked in. He stood before Ethan deferentially while his mind raced with many thoughts.

Indeed, those people were Jordan's bodyguards, and they were currently on their way back to Henderson Residence. If Ethan didn't stop them, what Grace had said would definitely reach Jordan's ears.

Tim had come in to see what Ethan was going to do. He waited in silence.

However, ten minutes had passed and Ethan was still reviewing the documents.

The sound of the pen nib across the paper was sharp and clear.

Only when Tim saw that it was about to hit the 15-minute mark did he ask

tentatively, "Mr. Henderson, should I stop them?"

Ethan's hand stopped for a moment, and his eyes flickered a few times before he returned to his calm self. He responded, "No."

"But..."

If he did not stop them, Jordan might really do something.

Sometimes, Tim had no idea what Ethan was thinking.

footsteps coming from outside, he knew that Grace had returned. The corners

by this but did not

the tray next to Ethan before wiping the spoon several times. "Mr. Henderson, I noticed that you

gaze, and their eyes

thoughts were

lowered his head once again, picked up his

knew that Ethan had

food became cold again, she reheated it once more, repeating this action several times. This

it was 2:00 pm did Ethan put his pen down and pick up the spoon to take a sip of the stew. As the stew

at the side, could tell that Ethan was happy. He looked at Grace with sympathy. No matter how smart Grace was,

Ethan was finally willing to eat the food,

fell on the back of his neck. Then,

She was speaking to someone. "He's dead. Why

could feel a stabbing pain in her head. She began rubbing her

Who was this "he"?

who was she speaking