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.

Yasmine and rushed out of the bedroom

so anxious that her cheeks felt as though they were burning. The effects of the drug still hadn't worn off. She slapped her cheek hard and called Ed

especially sensitive about

from someone else about Ethan and her, would he do something reckless out of anger? When he was fixated, there was no telling

paced back and forth, dialing the phone repeatedly.

out of the

explained what had happened tonight to Ethan. Distressed, she slowly set her phone down and decided to resolve things with Ethan

how you want me to

wheelchair toward the study and replied faintly, "There's

feeling uneasy and guilty. "I'll certainly make it up for

wheelchair slowly came to a halt. He turned back to glance at her, seemingly considering the credibility

"I

up with

that she had misheard

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