Grace's legs instantly bumped into Ethan's. If it weren't for her palm instinctively bracing against his knee, she probably would've fallen right into him.

Grace looked up and met his calm eyes, which seemed to hide deeper thoughts. Her wrist was suddenly grasped, and the skin-to-skin contact felt scalding hot.

"The flowers. Don't forget," he reminded.

"Y-Yes, sir."

His gaze lingered on her face for over ten seconds before he turned the wheelchair around and simply left.

He seemed more pleased about receiving the flowers than he had been about that two-million-dollar brooch.

Grace remained seated in a daze, still feeling the strength of his grip on her wrist. The remaining warmth felt like vines growing up her skin, wrapping around her, and dragging her deeper into something she couldn't escape.

She looked down at her wrist and absent-mindedly rubbed it.

...

Meanwhile, Ethan exited the building with a black car already waiting for him outside.

Julian sat inside and personally lowered the car window, resting his head on one hand.

"Christmas at Henderson Residence must be lively, eh? Are all the others coming back too?"

by a cheating scandal, there were still the second son, Donald Henderson, and the

them was easy

there were plenty of shady relatives in the

the window, seemingly not

deep breath. "There are also those people overseas. They're keeping

right as he said that, Ethan closed his eyes and

was rendered speechless. He pressed his lips together for a while, then cracked

ever troubled

doing it in the future either," Ethan

raised a hand to massage his

mean to. But that stunt you pulled at the gala? You threw the entire Dryville into chaos. Do you know how many people are watching her now? Sometimes, I really don't get what's going on in

storm like that—what

gaze and just then, saw Grace walking out

waiting for a reply when he noticed Ethan staring in that direction, the look in

told

the

but they only had yellow magnolias. The vibrant red kind she was looking

and still came up empty. Feeling defeated, she called Sebastian, hoping he'd

through a mountain of documents. With

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