Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 293

Liam's voice was weary, but he pushed through. "I want to go with you, Grace. If something goes wrong, we can look out for each other."

"Not this time, Liam. You have to memorize those reports front to back."

Liam almost wanted to argue like in the old times, but something stopped him. He pursed his lips. "Okay. Just… be careful."

After all, Edric's hatred toward Grace had reached a point where anything was possible.

Grace had intended to call it a night, but instead, she headed to the living room, opened her laptop, and started digging deeper into the profile of the man holding that decisive 7% of shares.

She had no idea that, at that moment, the executive she had targeted was groveling beside a man and trembling violently. He had no idea who he had pissed or why he had been dragged into this nightmare. His knees buckled beneath him, and the thick, coppery scent of blood in the air made his skin crawl.

His throat felt tight, like invisible hands were wrapped around it. He couldn't make a sound. Sweat dripped from his forehead, splattering against the floor. He was barely holding back tears.

However, the man in front of him hadn't spoken a word. He just sat there like the devil himself, quiet and terrifying.

Edric had come to him earlier that day, and he had already agreed to hand over his shares. Now, his blood ran cold. Could this man be someone sent by Grace?

Grace was the one who destroyed Thomson's face, after all.

The executive's lips quivered for what felt like forever before he finally stammered, "I-If it's the shares you're after, they're yours. Just please… Let me live."

He was shaking like crazy when the man before him spoke.

"Sell them to Edric."

Grace was taken aback at his reaction. Softly, she smiled and said, "Hi, Mr. Langton. I'd like you to take a look at this proposal.

"You and my father started the company from nothing. You know what this place really stands for, and Edric has forgotten all of that. All he wants is power. I know you still care about the company's future, and that's why I think we're on the same side. So, would you let me borrow just a little of your time?"

She expected an immediate yes, but instead, Nelson stepped around her and walked away. "Apologies, Ms. Lambert. I've decided to sell to Edric."

"Mr. Langton, please. Do it for my father."

Nelson froze for a heartbeat, then hurried away. "The deal is done, and I'm signing soon. Don't come looking for me again."

If Nelson didn't go through with the sale, he'd be a dead man.