Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 138

---- Chapter 138 Sloan had always been Alice's lapdog, but how could he continue to act that way after everything that had happened tonight? After tonight, he'd finally see everything for what it was. Selene followed behind Grace as they walked about 300 feet or so. Only then did she ask in her real voice, "Grace, do you have another trick up your sleeve? I'll admit, I underestimated you before.

But after seeing how unhinged Sloan was just now, what if Alice can talk him down with just a few words? Will he really stop acting against you?" Grace removed her hood, her eyes gleaming brighter than the stars in the night sky. "There's no need to worry. I know Alice, and she won't leave herself with any evidence." "What do you mean?" Grace smiled. "She wants to maintain the perfect image.

But now that Sloan knows her true nature, he can't be allowed to live." In short, Alice would take matters into her own hands and frame Sloan's death on the kidnappers from tonight. Everything would go down without a hitch, and she could keep up the act of the sweet, innocent girl. Selene raised an eyebrow, grinning. "You've really thought of everything, huh? So, should we go in and stop her?

Should we save Sloan?" ---- Grace leaned back against the car with a smirk on her face." I've already notified the Sidler family, and someone will be here soon to rescue him. If we save Sloan, who's so wrapped up in his love for Alice, he'll think it's just a test for their love. "But if the Sidler family comes to rescue him, that makes things all the different." Selene gave her a thumbs-up. "Wow. Impressive, truly impressive." Meanwhile, it was just Sloan and Alice left in the shack.

at all just now?" Alice's face remained pale, her back was straight, and her palms were slick with cold sweat. She never expected things to escalate to this point. She had figured Sloan would be a goner after drinking that water, but now, the tables had turned entirely. Aruthless

everyone would know her past image of innocence was nothing but a facade. She had been pretending for five whole years. How could she let all her efforts

remained blank, all traces of vulnerability and innocence gone. What remained was nothing but cold, ruthless calculation . "Sloan, please don't blame me for this. To everyone else, you were killed by those kidnappers tonight. Don't worry. Once I find out who's

stretching this out. She wasn't the one to do things halfway. The next second, the knife plunged into Sloan's chest. His eyes went bloodshot and were

give it to me." Her expression was calm even when she killed him like it was ---- only natural for someone to die for her. Sloan's

of her fingerprints with calculated precision.

of blood before losing consciousness completely. Alice feared that Sloan wasn't truly dead, so she pressed down firmly on his wound in a quiet corner where no one could see, making sure there was no chance of him surviving. The Sidler family rushed Sloan to the hospital. Alice