Regret Came Too Late

Grace took a deep breath. "Mr. Yule, are you interested in meeting Yasmine? I can give you her phone number directly."

Simon lowered his gaze, his impatience with her palpable.

"I don't have Ethan's patience. One more word, and you can get the hell out."

Grace felt a surge of anger, but she really didn't have the power to challenge Simon.

When she got downstairs, she felt a knot of unease in her stomach.

She took several steps back when she bumped into someone coming the other way.

It was Jodie, whose voice immediately turned shrill as she yelled, "Grace!"

Since the whipping incident, Grace had been trying to avoid this woman. She hadn't expected to run into her today.

She lowered her head and tried to walk past, but Jodie blocked her way.

"Grace, looks like you're all healed up. So you're back to your old tricks, huh?

What are you doing here? Don't tell me you followed my brother again? Just because my uncle doesn't want you, you've set your sights on my brother now?"

nothing more than to pull out a whip

What would Yancey be doing at Yule

to fight, so she

then a hard slap landed on her

couldn't duck in time, and now there was a huge hand mark

you? Stay away from me, or I'll hit

the slap. She threw the

back,

saw Yancey and ran to

what she

were papers everywhere, and Grace bent down to scoop them

Jodie aside, his voice serious. "I've told you, stop bullying people just

Ethan doesn't

Ethan won't

even stepping hard on a paper Grace was about to grab, leaving a

Yancey yelled, "Jodie Henderson!"

a shot, sticking her tongue out and

stomped on, trying to wipe off the dirt, but the mark was still obvious. He looked at Grace and said, "Grace, don't be mad. Uncle Ethan

as a cucumber. She knew

had all the papers gathered, she

"Grace, let's head back together, okay?" he