Regret Came Too Late

---- Chapter 151 There were others in the private room; coincidentally , they were Damien and Julian. Damien was even busier than Ethan, and with the Jensen family still in a delicate state, he rarely made time for social gatherings. The only people who could get him to show up were a few select members of their inner circle. Yancey ignored everyone else, his gaze fixed directly on Ethan. Ethan lifted his gaze slightly, though it was unclear if he actually acknowledged him.

The anger surged through Yancey instantly , and he stormed forward. "Uncle Ethan, Ihave something to ask you," he said. Ethan raised an eyebrow, his expression still as impassive as ever. Yancey turned to Julian and Damien. "Would you mind stepping out for a moment?" Julian and Damien exchanged a glance. Just as Julian was about to fire off a sarcastic remark, he met Ethan's gaze. Without a word, Julian grabbed Damien's arm.

"Let's go." Damien didn't say anything either since he'd also been ina foul mood lately. ---- Once they left, the lighting in the room remained as dim as before. Yancey had grown up in the shadow of Ethan's influence. Now, with just the two of them, he felt his confidence crumble as if half of his power had evaporated. No one in the entire Henderson family dared to challenge Ethan. Sometimes, Yancey even wondered if he was some kind of monster. How else could he be so perfect in every way?

His fingers curled into a fist at his side. The sharp pain brought him back to reality, offering him just a flicker of courage. "Don't you have anything to say to me, Uncle Ethan?" Ethan's fingers still held the stem of his wine glass, and he glanced into the deep crimson liquid. "Like what?" Yancey, unable to match his composure, spoke with rising urgency. "About Grace. When exactly did you two get involved? Was it before or after she lost her memory?

If it was after, then you're just taking advantage of her. "She hates you and despises you, but she's just forgotten that for now. You must have known about her memory loss long before." Ethan sipped his wine, his demeanor still as casual as ever. "' ---- Oh? She lost her memory?" Yancey's expression darkened even further. He had the distinct feeling that the man sitting across from him was not the same untouchable, cold figure he had always known. Something about Ethan had changed.

swollen tonight. Did you do that to her, Uncle Ethan?" Ethan immediately laughed , and the sound of it sent a chill down Yancey's spine. "What right do you have to question me? Weren't you just posting a few hours ago about how men and women get married

, he couldn't find a way to respond. Damn it! Why did he have to post that? His body trembled as the last

beautiful. "Ethan, I just want to know when you two got involved.

then, then you're the third party! As a senior, aren't you ashamed to bea third party?" His voice cracked on the last words, his emotions surging violently. Ethan looked at the spilled alcohol spreading across the floor. Yancey thought that his

Yancey felt like a thunderclap had struck him, his entire body swaying. "What did you say?" What did he mean by the one who wasn't loved was the third party? What about morals? So, this was

again left speechless because Ethan was an

a slap, suddenly snapping him back to reality. He hadn't had the chance to think it through under Ethan's oppressive presence just now. ---- The truth