Regret Came Too Late

Just as the atmosphere in the room grew tense, someone knocked on the private

lounge door.

Julian and his bodyguards appeared at the entrance.

Grace instantly regretted leaving a crack in the door.

Julian walked in slowly and placed Daphne's phone down beside Grace. "Ms.

Lambert, this number came from the assistant your father left behind. Don't you

think you owe me an explanation?"

If it had been anyone else, they might've thrown Sebastian under the bus, but

Grace was different.

At this moment, she felt trapped between a rock and a hard place-Ethan was still

upset, and now the devil himself, Julian, had shown up.

Her mind raced for a few seconds before she gave a composed smile.

"Sebastian hasn't used this number for years. He gave it away a long time ago.

Mr. Sidler, if you want to pin something on me using that, it's a little far-fetched,

don't you think?"

Julian sat across from her, resting his elbow on the back of the chair. His posture

was lazy, but it carried an undeniable arrogance.

"You had a conflict with Daphne at the gala, and recently, you've been involved in

a project with that illegitimate son. Using me to get rid of him-that's a smart

move."

he casually tossed the phone in his

remained steady. All of that was

proof.

I've had run-ins with plenty of people in Druville. Why are you so

isn't someone else trying to frame me?"

help admiring her guts. Even at a time like this, she still

lie with

Ethan and pushed the phone across

a straight line and stopped in

was clear: if Ethan didn't want to pursue it, then Julian would

drop the matter.

saw this, Grace felt her heart leap to her throat-Ethan

with her.

and discreetly reached out under the table,

sleeve.

his gaze to her fingers. He raised his

not pull

knew that Ethan was the more reasonable

a calm appearance, but under the table,

begging

them, Julian slowly pulled

Grace was clearly pretending to be

quietly, lips faintly curved.

gaze returned to Grace, and his

Lambert, why did you stop defending yourself? Do go

still tugging

when Julian

her hand twitched

her pinky accidentally brushed

against Ethan's.

holding a teacup, trembled ever

onto the

leaned over, and wiped the