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?"

a cheating scandal, there were still the second son, Donald Henderson, and the third son, Bart Henderson-Dylan

of them was easy

the background. The Henderson family never

stared out the

"There are also those people overseas. They're keeping an eye on your injury. You should

he said that, Ethan closed his eyes

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

When have I ever troubled her?"

be doing it in the

to massage his temples and leaned

didn't 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,

at the center of a storm like that—what exactly was he trying to

just then, saw

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

told

the car slowly pull

only had yellow magnolias. The

called Sebastian, hoping

was still at her place, sorting through a mountain of documents.

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