Regret Came Too Late

At precisely 7:00 pm, Grace arrived at the entrance of the charity gala with an invitation in hand.

As she stepped out of the car, she noticed Jodie, who was dressed to the nines.

Jodie didn't expect to run into Grace here, as she thought Grace wouldn't have an invitation.

Grace didn't greet her. She handed her invitation to a staff member and walked inside with poise.

She was wearing a more understated look tonight-a black sequin skirt with a mermaid silhouette paired with a silk blouse that cinched at her waist.

Jodie stood still for a moment. Instead of storming off to cause Grace trouble, she called Yancey.

"Are you sure you don't want to come, Yancey? I just saw Grace at the gala," she said.

Something unreadable flickered in Yancey's gaze before a small smile tugged at his lips.

"I'm on my way. Jodie, leave her alone."

It seemed like every man on earth was under Grace's spell, and that was what Jodie hated the most.

She smiled insincerely. "Of course."

After hanging up the call, her gaze turned icy as she looked toward where Grace

had gone. Then, she called her bodyguard.

sure Grace was utterly

glasses, and scents of perfume

couldn't recall ever being in a place quite like

her, exchanging knowing glances before whispering behind

story was common knowledge in their social circle-Grace, the lady who had spent years hopelessly devoted to Yancey, had finally

walked up

"Grace Lambert?"

had no idea who

She drew a sharp breath and remarked, "So it's true, huh? You

to her-she had seen this woman in some old industry. background reports. She was from the Yule family, wasn't

her for what happened to Eleanor all

so a jab in public

and hurled the wine

seen it coming. She sidestepped in time just as

last, the wine

like that, everyone's attention snapped

was stunned. "Jodie, are

were good friends-no wonder Daphne had come at Grace. Clearly, it

lightly, her gaze fixed

ready to