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?"

was so afraid of Ethan-he

who spoke quickly shut their mouth, looking a little

the 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 killing

plan and could only

bandage, his pale lips moving to say, "Keep digging into Grace's boyfriend. Ideally, that man will end up

widened with understanding, and they jumped

the basin, and

his life in Ethan's

...

bloodstain from her door and then asked the building management

discovered that the building's security cameras were malfunctioning, so there was no way to know who had left

company with a heavy heart, she signed the contract, intending to have someone deliver it

of Simon,

Simon didn't make things difficult for her. He readily signed the final confirmation on the contract

contract and get out,"

same as

picking up

propped his chin on his hand, looking troubled

rang.

to step away from Simon, she pressed the answer

to leave as she

stood up quickly and grabbed

was a little surprised

put it on speaker. Yasmine's voice suddenly boomed

The entertainment industry make way more money than your company. My studio needs to expand too. You put up the cash and pick the talent, and I'll

old company two years ago, but her current studio had only been fully staffed for about six months.

entire studio would skyrocket in value if

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