From Grace's perspective, all she could see was Ethan pondering something in front of the wardrobe.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she put on a pair of fluffy slippers. She lowered her gaze to her toes, unsure how to start the conversation.

At this moment, her phone rang-it was Yasmine calling. "Grace, what's going on between you and Ethan? Everyone is talking about it."

Yasmine was the one who had sent Grace the invitation card to tonight's banquet.

Yasmine hadn't been there, but she knew exactly what had happened.

Grace could hear some noise on Yasmine's end, and with Ethan standing at the side, it was hard for Grace to explain. Thus, she changed the subject. "Where are you?"

"I'm at The Obsidian," replied Yasmine.

If even Yasmine, who was in The Obsidian, had heard the news-then what about Ed, who worked there?

This was bad.

out of the bedroom into

were burning. The effects of the drug still hadn't worn off. She slapped her cheek

was especially sensitive about anything related to Ethan. He had

heard from someone else about Ethan and her, would he do something reckless out of

and forth, dialing the phone repeatedly. She almost bumped

when he came out of

she slowly set her phone down and decided to resolve things with Ethan first before

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to a halt. He turned back to glance at her, seemingly

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up with your

thinking that

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