Dylan coughed a couple of times, his expression dark. "Let's get out of here."

He'd been trying to find a way to see Grace, but he had eyes on him everywhere, and his businesses overseas had taken a hit.

He had been stuck in meetings non-stop and couldn't get away.

Once he'd finally sorted everything out, he'd wanted to see Grace, but then the relentless chase started.

Ethan really had hidden everything too well.

After they got in the car, Dylan's face turned deathly pale. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died tonight.

Back at his place, the doctor was already waiting.

Someone spoke up then. "Mr. Henderson, should we tell the old man about this?"

Dylan just scoffed. What was the point of telling Jordan? Something about his older brother's death was off, but they'd just rushed through the funeral and dropped it.

Who knew what Jordan was really thinking?

He took a deep, shaky breath. Sweat beaded on his forehead until the bullet was finally removed, clinking against the metal tray.

"Sir, could we use Grace as leverage?"

If Ethan cared about her, then she was his weakness.

Dylan narrowed his eyes, and a cold smirk played on his lips.

"Go after Grace? Ethan is a rabid dog, and Grace is the one holding the leash. If she's gone, we're all screwed. Why go after her? Are we in a hurry to die?"

so afraid of Ethan-he just

spoke quickly shut their mouth, looking a little panicked.

more he cares about Grace, the more impatient he'll become. We won't touch Grace, but we can make her take action herself. That'll hurt more than

understand his plan and

say, "Keep digging into Grace's boyfriend. Ideally, that

widened with understanding,

in the basin, and his hand

wasn't going to live his life in Ethan's shadow-just wait

...

woke up, she cleaned the bloodstain from her door and then asked the building management

that the building's security cameras were malfunctioning, so there

signed the contract, intending to have someone deliver

Simon, she

the final confirmation on the contract and then slammed it down

contract and

as it had been in the

bit back a retort, gracefully picking up the contract. "Thank you,

chin on his hand, looking

Grace's phone rang. It

from Simon, she pressed the answer

turned to leave

stood up quickly

a little surprised but just raised an

and put it on speaker. Yasmine's voice suddenly

thought about investing in some good actors? The entertainment industry make way more money than your company. My studio needs to expand too.

her current studio had only been fully staffed for about six months. Right now,

few struggling artists. The entire studio would skyrocket in

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