Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 292

Grace had every intention of asking whether Ethan was pleased, but a sudden chill crawled up her spine, like danger had brushed against her skin. Ethan's thoughts were a mystery to Grace. She gulped, unease curling in her chest.

Tim wheeled Ethan right past her.

Grace didn't move a muscle, paralyzed by the sheer force of his presence. It wasn't until the elevator doors had shut behind them that she blinked back to life. She darted into the room, throwing the door open.

Andrea sat on the couch, looking perfectly fine. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were trembling with barely contained excitement.

Grace wasn't sure what had happened in the room. She asked eagerly, "Do you think he was satisfied?"

Andrea's face turned crimson, the blush crawling down her neck. "I think so. He just stared at me, not saying anything."

Grace let out a breath of relief. Ethan never looked at people like that, so maybe he really was taken with Andrea.

Perhaps the emotions had hit him too hard, which was why he left so abruptly. Even the most powerful men would unravel a little when faced with the person they had never really gotten over.

excitement. "Do you think I'll get to

was enough to pull Andrea out of immediate trouble. But now, Andrea didn't even care about the money. She just wanted another glimpse

all this. Hence, she didn't promise Andrea anything. She simply got her a

numbers before parting

hotel, Grace felt a creeping sense of unease she

She called Tim, hoping for answers, but he didn't pick up. She had

subtle debrief, but clearly, that

worry gnawed at her

satisfied or not? Why was he

again, and there was still no answer. She had thought he was just busy. Now, she realized he was just deliberately

Did

nerves buzzing.

phone lit up with a

is buying up shares behind