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.

that Grace had returned. The corners of

meant by this

as well. She placed the tray next to Ethan before wiping the spoon several times. "Mr. Henderson,

his gaze, and

thoughts were laid

not eat the food. He lowered his head once again, picked up his pen, and resumed reviewing the document

that Ethan had already gone

the food became cold again, she reheated

of the stew. As the stew had already

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

willing to eat the food, she let out

the back of

was speaking to someone.

in her head. She began rubbing her temples. At the

Who was this "he"?

who was she speaking