Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1769: Did she have a choice? No.

[From: My Haines

There’s an emergency, so I’m flying out tonight. I’m sorry, but I will be home as soon as possible. Sleep well tonight, Gracie.]

Grace pouted as she read Haines’ message, sighing heavily with slight disappointment. She knew Haines had barely taken a break from work for his surgery. However, he still had to get involved if necessary.

"His surgery has been slightly delayed," she whispered. "Oh well. My man’s a hardworking man."

Grace shrugged, reassuring herself that it was fine. This would also give her extra time for work. So, she quickly composed a reply to him.

[To: My Haines

You’d better make sure you come home as soon as possible. Otherwise, I’ll be sad. I’ll be here when you come back. Miss you already.]

After sending the message, she took a shallow breath and set her phone down. Grace reached for the file on the coffee table in her living room. She had spent the whole day working on Cassandra’s case with Kiara and Cassandra. But something was still bothering her about the case.

She didn’t know what it was, but a nagging feeling persisted. She decided to pinpoint the source of this gut feeling tonight. After all, if Haines were here, she wouldn’t even bother and just toss it for the next day. Might as well take advantage of his absence to lessen her work once he comes back.

"Hmm..." she hummed, massaging her neck and stretching it from side to side. "Let’s see."

Silence fell in the living area as Grace reviewed the files she had already read multiple times. Cassandra’s trial was set, given its high-profile nature, which made it a top priority. So, it was moving faster than everyone else’s.

layer until Cassandra

raised an eyebrow, cocking her head as she read through the case files,

repeatedly, rereading the conversation in

day after she called off her engagement with Jonathan Pierson. And the day she’s

engagement and its subsequent cancellation. Now, thinking about it, something seemed off about this timeline. After Cassandra’s arrest, the police questioned Jonathan Pierson. However, due to their

inherently

the orphanage?" she murmured, rubbing her chin

on Senator Smith’s background. Before long, suspicion clouded Grace’s expression. She sat there for a moment before pushing herself

orphanage. Now, she needed confirmation. As Grace opened the door, she

eyes widening as

also flinched when the door suddenly opened before she could

furrowed her brow, glancing around.

pressed her lips together, sighing

it’s risky

with her fingers. "I know, but... I thought... actually, I don’t know what I thought. I just wanted to give her some time alone. She’s not speaking to me yet, and I don’t

been torn down since her arrest, and even before

it will get worse, Cassandra," she warned. "Not just with Kiara, but the whole world will know—not just your good

lips tightly, nodding. "I