Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel 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.

"Is 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 same private 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.

A cold shiver ran through Yancey, and his chest tightened like a wild 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.

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Meanwhile, Grace was sleeping soundly when suddenly, the doorbell in the living room was being pressed incessantly.