Regret Came Too Late

Grace took a deep breath. "Mr. Yule, are you interested in meeting Yasmine? I

can give you her phone number directly."

Simon lowered his gaze, his impatience with her palpable.

"I don't have Ethan's patience. One more word, and you can get the hell out."

Grace felt a surge of anger, but she really didn't have the power to challenge

Simon.

When she got downstairs, she felt a knot of unease in her stomach.

She took several steps back when she bumped into someone coming the other

way.

It was Jodie, whose voice immediately turned shrill as she yelled, "Grace!"

Since the whipping incident, Grace had been trying to avoid this woman. She

hadn't expected to run into her today.

She lowered her head and tried to walk past, but Jodie blocked her way.

"Grace, looks like you're all healed up. So you're back to your old tricks, huh?

What are you doing here? Don't tell me you followed my brother again? Just

because my uncle doesn't want you, you've set your sights on my brother now?"

Jodie's expression was full of resentment, like she wanted nothing more than to

pull out a whip and beat Grace again.

little surprised. What would Yancey be

to fight, so she

then a hard slap landed

duck in time, and now there

did I tell you? Stay away

whenever I

her face burn from the slap. She threw the

stumbled back,

she saw Yancey

Look what

papers everywhere, and Grace bent down to

shoved Jodie aside,

serious. "I've told

people just

Ethan protects you."

Uncle Ethan doesn't care. She

Enough. Uncle Ethan

her tongue out, even stepping hard on a

a clear

Yancey yelled, "Jodie Henderson!"

shot, sticking her tongue out and

spoiled brat.

picked up the paper

on, trying to

the mark was still

Grace and

be mad. Uncle

I'll have a word

as a cucumber. She knew

Ethan doted on Jodie.

all the papers

"Grace, let's head back