Dylan coughed a couple of times, his expression dark. "Let's get out of here."

He'd been trying to find a way to see Grace, but he had eyes on him everywhere, and his businesses overseas had taken a hit.

He had been stuck in meetings non-stop and couldn't get away.

Once he'd finally sorted everything out, he'd wanted to see Grace, but then the relentless chase started.

Ethan really had hidden everything too well.

After they got in the car, Dylan's face turned deathly pale. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died tonight.

Back at his place, the doctor was already waiting.

Someone spoke up then. "Mr. Henderson, should we tell the old man about this?"

Dylan just scoffed. What was the point of telling Jordan? Something about his older brother's death was off, but they'd just rushed through the funeral and dropped it.

Who knew what Jordan was really thinking?

He took a deep, shaky breath. Sweat beaded on his forehead until the bullet was finally removed, clinking against the metal tray.

"Sir, could we use Grace as leverage?"

If Ethan cared about her, then she was his weakness.

Dylan narrowed his eyes, and a cold smirk played on his lips.

"Go after Grace? Ethan is a rabid dog, and Grace is the one holding the leash. If she's gone, we're all screwed. Why go after her? Are we in a hurry to die?"

It wasn't that he was so afraid of Ethan-he just understood the situation.

The person who spoke quickly shut their mouth, looking a little panicked. Dylan took a deep breath, his expression going blank again.

"But the more he cares about Grace, the more impatient he'll become. We won't touch Grace, but we can make her take action herself. That'll hurt more than killing Ethan."

The people present didn't understand his plan and could only wait for further instructions.

his bandage, his pale lips moving to say, "Keep digging into Grace's boyfriend. Ideally,

understanding, and they

and

life in Ethan's shadow-just

...

up, she cleaned the bloodstain from her

building's security cameras were malfunctioning, so there was no

at the company with a

to have someone deliver it

she thought of Simon,

things difficult for her. He readily signed the final confirmation on the contract

contract and get out,"

attitude was exactly the same as it had been in the

retort, gracefully picking up the contract. "Thank you,

propped his chin on his

then, Grace's phone rang. It was

she pressed the

turned to leave

stiffened up. He stood up

arm.

was a little surprised but just raised

it on speaker. Yasmine's voice suddenly boomed through the

look when you

entertainment industry makel

way

to expand too. You put up the cash and pick the talent, and I'll handle the training. Half of my studio will be yours,"

Yasmine had

bailed from

fully staffed for about six months. Right now, they were just doing small-time projects that made some cash but didn't get them any

struggling

if even one A-list

had talent

breath. "Okay, if you have anyone you're considering

I'll meet with you when I have

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