Regret Came Too Late

---- Chapter 233 Grace noticed the staff on the top floor staring at her and Yancey She was so angry that it made her skin crawl. Yancey kicked open the CEO's office door. Upon seeing the composed figure of Ethan seated in his chair, he sneered and slammed the door shut behind him, cutting off the prying eyes from outside. He released Grace's wrist roughly. "Say it, tell me, your boyfriend isn't Uncle Ethan. Who were you with last night, huh?

Who made you feel so good?" Grace bit her lip in frustration, her face turning red with embarrassment. Yancey had a knack for making her feel like a fool in front of Ethan. Ethan, still engrossed in his documents, didn't bother acknowledging the argument between them. Yancey, frustrated with Ethan's indifference, stormed over and snatched the papers from his hands. "Uncle Ethan, was it you who was with Grace last night?" Grace felt a wave of discomfort as she watched his provocative stance.

She couldn't shake the feeling that Ethan might, in an instant, pull out a gun and deal with Yancey like he had with Levi- swift and cold. 'Though Yancey was reckless, he wasn't worth dying over. Grace quickly yanked Yancey toward her, positioning herself between him and Ethan. She pleaded, "Mr. Ethan, I'm sorry. I couldn't stop him." ---- Ethan looked at the scene in front of him. His pen stilled in his hand as he observed the protective gesture, noticing the slight wariness in her eyes.

He didn't look at her again, simply moved the documents back with a detached air. "Has your boyfriend ever seen you protect another man like this?" heasked. Grace, who had been so confident just moments ago, instantly felt guilty under his gaze. Ethan continued, signing the papers with calm deliberation. "This man, after all, is your former fiancé." Grace's resolve weakened further. But before she could react, Yancey, sensing an opportunity, spoke up with a smug grin.

stop me. Seems like her boyfriend isn't you after all, huh? I thought you were some big shot, but it looks like you've never beaten out another man." When he saw Ethan's nonchalant demeanor, Yancey

was even easier for him to handle. He figured he'd find out who this guy was. If he was a mere waiter, he could just throw him some money-three million dollars should do-and have him disappear, leaving Grace to himself. 'Then he'd seize the opportunity to reclaim his spot, making Ethan

what does your boyfriend look like? Why won't he come out with you? Is he too ugly? Let me tell you, you should think about your future kids. If you pick an ugly man, your kids are going to be ugly too." Grace didn't want to talk to him

waiter" and take his place. He even started to think that Grace's choice in men had changed. She must have had her brain damaged by the car accident. Or maybe,

that? "Uncle Ethan, I'm not going. Don't think I don't know what you're trying to do. You're probably thinking

fortune I get." As long as he didn't care about that, no one could control him. Ethan raised an eyebrow slightly, put down his pen, and replied in his usual calm tone, "No wonder she doesn't like you." Yancey winced at the remark He was indeed the most unambitious of the younger generation in the Henderson family. In the past, he had been

from the drama of men and women. His face flushed red. For a moment, he considered focusing on his career instead. Perhaps, Grace would see him in a better light. But seeing Ethan's expression snapped him back