Chapter 276

Grace had a lingering sense that something about Ed was amiss. His demeanor

had shifted, and he had grown strangely fixated—almost to the point of

obsession.

Also, "that guy" he had mentioned-who was that supposed to be?

"I'm not playing you." She reached out and took his hand, guiding him to sit beside her on the edge of the bed. "And I don't hate you either, so don't let your thoughts get carried away."

"What about the shells?" Ed pressed.

There was something relentless in how he clung to her words, even the ones spoken in passing, as if each word held the weight of a vow.

Grace began to wonder if she had really gone too far this time.

"I forgot," she said. "I'll make it up to you next time."

Ed fell silent. His lips trembled for a moment before he finally said, "You're just making a fool of me, Grace."

She was beginning to grow weary of it all. Needless to say, she wasn't someone who knew how to coax or comfort another.

The atmosphere between them instantly became tense. She simply admitted, "If that's what you think, then we should break up."

No sooner had she said it than she felt an overwhelming sense of hostility, a wave of killing intent that seemed to roll in from all sides. Yet she knew that it wasn't meant for her personally but for the world in general.

He slowly rose, then abruptly framed her face with his hands and brought his mouth down in a fierce kiss.

The metallic taste of blood spread between them when a jolt of pain bloomed on her lips as she reflexively tried to push him away, but he only bit down harder, to which she furrowed her brows in pain.

"Ed!" he called out, and he finally released her.

as he said, "You'll regret this, Grace. You'll

pain.

her away. He moved toward the door, then paused as

After a long silence, she finally said, "Never mind. I'm tired too, Ed. Maybe you're right. You were just someone who happened

mouth, he left.

deep breath and slowly lay back down,

to wash her face to clear up her mind. The sky outside had darkened, and just as she felt the weight of

It was Liam.

you're back in

felt a warmth spread through her

Have you gone through the materials I prepared for you?" she

still a few people causing

Grace's eyes. Without delay, she got into the car and

old, but he looked as though he had matured overnight. Even his chin was stippled with

stack of documents on the coffee table was enough

his face full of dependence. "I've been so obedient while you were gone. I read through everything. Mr. Fenwick has even been teaching me how to manage

the thrill of relief. In truth, Liam wasn't actually dim-witted, just spoiled. He was simply mischievous and had been sheltered to such an extent

to it,

his eyes immediately landed on the wound on her lip. He had never encountered anything like that before and looked genuinely surprised.

a faint cut marring their surface. Even the slightest movement sent a sharp twinge through her, making speech an act of quiet

a hand to touch her lips before stepping toward the

senior executives with him, saying I'm

without a doubt, a man driven by

documents before her. Each page was

reviewing them before settling to a firm conclusion-Liam would turn out just fine. She had just

relinquish his shares, peace

shares and was therefore the

man who was shoved into the presidency overnight, the majority treated him with barely concealed disdain. Everyone knew how frivolous he had once

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