Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 150 Chapter 150 Jodie winced as Yancey squeezed her wrist, her eyes reddening as she tried to hold back her tears. She then forced a tight smile and went over the timeline again. Yancey finally let go of her wrist, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "It's fine. You can go now." Jodie glanced down at her pale wrist, where a bruise was forming. The pain made her eyes water. "Yancey, what's wrong with you tonight? You're acting all weird and cryptic.

I'm not playing with you anymore." With that, she stormed off downstairs. As soon as Yancey entered his room, he immediately called one of the business partners who had been at the dinner with Ethan. The person had just finished the event and was back home, groggy and barely awake when he picked up. "Ts this Mr. Yancey?" "Yeah, it's me. I need to ask you something. Did Grace have dinner with you tonight? Was my uncle there too? Do you remember when it ended?" The business partner thought for a moment. "Around seven, I think. It was pretty much done by then. But Grace was acting kind of strange. "I remember she didn't really like your uncle before. So, I was surprised to see her in the sprivate room with him this time." He yawned loudly. "But hey, that's your family's business, not mine." Yancey hung up the phone, his grip on it tightening.

The dinner had ended at 7:00 pm, and yet Grace didn't leave the hotel until after nine at night. What had she been doing during those two hours? Ethan had also finished his business dinner by seven, so he should've gone straight to meet Jodie. However, Jodie had said he was late, barely ate anything, and even ran into Grace when they were heading downstairs. Even if Yancey wasn't sharp, he couldn't ignore the growing suspicion about Ethan and Grace this time.

Besides, Grace had once stayed at Palm Bay and left with a mark on her neck, which she claimed was from a mosquito bite. After putting all the pieces together, the truth was undeniable. Grace and Ethan were definitely involved with each other. Acold shiver ran through Yancey, and his chest tightened like awild animal roared in agony inside him. He needed to do something to quell the rising storm in his ---- heart. Without thinking twice, he hurried downstairs and grabbed his car keys.

He was going straight to where Grace was. Meanwhile, Grace was sleeping soundly when suddenly, the doorbell in the living room was being pressed incessantly. She frowned, pulling her pillow over her head. Who the hell was that? Were they out of their minds? She didn't want to deal with it. In fact, she even put on her headphones, finally achieving speace. However, Yancey wasn't about to rest. It was as though he wouldn't give up until he saw her tonight.

What had started as ringing the doorbell soon escalated to him banging on the door. After a while, the door at the end of the hallway creaked open. Selene stood there, wearing a silk pajama set. Her hair was tousled, and she looked like she had just woken up. "Yancey, what the hell are you doing at this hour? If you're not sleeping, I sure could use sshut-eye."" Yancey's bloodshot eyes widened in surprise when he saw her.

"Selene?" Selene yawned and absentmindedly twirled a strand of her hair around her finger. ---- "Yeah, it's me. You're too noisy. Grace's probably asleep by now. Whatever you need, talk about it tomorrow. I won't be able to sleep either if you keep banging on the door." Selene was the adopted daughter of the Jensen family, and she had shown extraordinary business acumen from a young age, making her a powerful woman in her own right. However, the rest of the Jensen family was highly wary of her, as no one liked the idea of an outsider taking away their inheritance. As a result, Selene was now ostracized within the family. 'The Jensen family's heir, Damien, had an especially bad relationship with her. In fact, their relationship was notorious for being terrible. Because of this, Selene rarely visited the Jensen family's company. Instead, she did her own thing outside and beca successful figure.

Though everyone knew her nin Druville, she rarely got invited to events, as most people didn't want to offend Damien. Yancey's expression darkened even further. He wasn't particularly familiar with the young lady from the Jensen family, but he still managed to mutter, "Sorry." Selene's gaze swept over him. He looked like a complete mess. "Mr. Henderson, you're looking pretty rough right now. Maybe you should calm down a bit. You'll only scare Grace if ---- you keep acting like this.

If I were her, I wouldn't open the door either," she said. Yancey was beyond the point of calming down. He wiped his face and immediately dialed m Tim's number, "Where's my uncle?" Tim then gave hima location. Ethan NO was out drinking with Julian and a few others tonight, like they often did.

There was a small circle in Druville that was almost impossible to get into. It was so exclusive that only four people were in it. One was Ethan, another was Julian, then Simon, and finally, Damien.

Each of these four men was a top figure in their own right, yet they were all close friends. Yancey sped toward Velvet Eclipse, a place with several private rooms always reserved for this group. He barged into one of the rooms and immediately spotted Ethan holding a wine glass. Ethan's demeanor tonight was different from usual. Perhaps it was the dim lighting in the room, but he gave off a slightly decadent, alluring air.