Love You Like I Used To Forget It (Millie Bridge) novel Chapter 362

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Chapter 362

Lowering her head, Grace forcibly suppressed the murderous impase rising in her chest. When she lifted it back up, her gaze was utterly apologetic.

“I’m truly sorry, Ms. Quill. My friend really did misunderstand you Tim actually dropped me off earlier—that was why he was here,” she said.

Then, she turned to Lisa and said, “There’s really nothing going on between Ms. Quill and Tim, Lisa. Tim was just dropping me off earlier.

“When I went to the restroom, he happened to run into Ms. Quill. And because she was his brother’s ex–wife, they exchanged greetings. That’s all it was, so you jumped to the wrong conclusion

“Plus, Ms. Quill is the one who cured Tim’s legs, so we Hardwells owe her a great debt. She’s definitely not a homewrecker! So, if you ever call her that again or anything of the sort, our friendship will be over!”

Catching the message in Grace’s gaze, Lisa immediately put on a sincere expression and apologized to me. “I’m so sorry, Ms. Quill, for completely misunderstanding you. It’s just that I read too many misleading gossip columns online before this, so please, forgive the way I acted!

“If you don’t think my apology is enough, you can hit me again or even splash me back.”

With that, she picked up a glass of juice nearby and offered it to me.

Given Lisa’s earnest apology, everyone thought I would surely let the matter go instead of escalating it. But they were all stunned into silence when I took the glass from her and splashed its contents in her face.

Naturally, Lisa’s immediate reaction was to get angry and curse me. But when she met my icy and piercing gaze, she swallowed her anger.

“In life, I despise being slandered more than anything else, so consider this a warning. Next time, if you dare call me a homewrecker or slap another label like that on me again, don’t blame me if things end badly!” I warned.

My words weren’t just aimed at Lisa, but also at Grace. If Grace ever pulled a slanderous scheme like this again, whether through someone else or online, I would release the evidence.

We’d both go down together–let’s see who was more afraid then.

Grace understood my warning, and her expression instantly turned ugly.

Because of how firmly I held my ground, both she and Lisa had no choice but to keep apologizing to me. This made the bystanders around us no longer believe I was a homewrecker, nor did they dare to.

Grace Keller was the daughter–in–law of the Hardwell family, after all. So, if even someone like her had to apologize to me so profusely, how could they dare to? And naturally, they didn’t dare misjudge me anymore either.

After shooting Grace an icy glare, I grabbed my suitcase and headed to the restroom to change my clothes.

As soon as I left, Grace did too. She walked off to a quiet and empty area in the VIP lounge. Unable to contain the burning fury in her chest, she sent the glassware on the table crashing to the floor with a sharp sweep of her hand.

The loud shattering sound startled everyone who had followed after her, and they couldn’t help but flinch.

Grace had to take many deep breaths before she managed to calm her anger. Then, turning to her assistant, she held out her hand and asked for the footage from earlier.

Her assistant swiftly and respectfully presented her phone using both hands.

After taking the phone, Grace pulled up the video recording. Then she edited it and sent it.

The video was soon delivered to the Charters in Falveria, specifically the young lady of the family, Ms. Charter.

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