Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 337

This was a high-end private banquet, and Grace had even specially asked them to add extra courses. It shouldn't have been possible for anyone to leave hungry.

Ethan didn't answer her. He kept his head down, his expression unreadable.

Grace, thinking about the five million dollars he had casually handed her earlier, gave a small, awkward smile and tried to smooth things over. "Maybe I could head over to Palm Bay and whip up a few light dishes for you?" she offered.

The words had barely left her mouth when Damien snorted from the side.

"Going to Palm Bay to make a midnight snack?" he sneered. "Come on, it's obvious what you're really after. You're not fooling anyone."

Damien raised an eyebrow, smirking like he was waiting for a thank-you. He had come tonight to shut down whatever plans Grace thought she had. But as he kept smiling, an uneasy feeling crept up inside him.

Ethan asked coolly, "Where's Selene tonight?"

That caught Damien completely off guard. He had no idea where Selene was. Ever since the last time they slept together, she had been avoiding him like the plague. Even thinking about it twisted something inside him.

He needed her. She, apparently, didn't need him. And that brutal truth cut deeper than he wanted to admit.

Before he could say anything, Grace jumped in. "I think Selene mentioned she's meeting her boyfriend tonight," she said lightly.

A cold, suffocating air seemed to wrap around him as he pulled out his

happened to be eating dinner with Vincent at the same

private room swung open, Grace found herself face-to- face with Selene. For a second, neither of them spoke.

wonder you asked me for restaurant suggestions this morning," Selene said teasingly. "Trying

the heavy, scorching glare drilling into her from down

wasn't looking

at

was locked on Vincent.

could kill, Vincent

on the

the calm university professor, gave a polite nod,

felt like the air pressure in the corridor had

then, like splashing gasoline on a fire, Ethan asked a simple,

small talk you made when you ran into old friends perfectly normal. Except in this case, it hit Damien like a

stormed forward, his eyes locked on

He demanded, his voice shaking. "Selene, you're

betrayal-all of it bled out

yet. She didn't even understand

and said softly, "Damien, can we talk about