Grace's grip on the gun slowly tightened. She was certain Ethan wasn't in his right mind. "Mr. Henderson, this is for your own good."
Just as she finished speaking, Ethan picked up his pace and lunged at her.
"Pull the trigger, then."
Grace was calm. She aimed at Ethan's arm and pulled the trigger without hesitation. However, the sound that rang out wasn't that of a gunshot. It was an empty click of an empty barrel.
She was stunned for a moment before noticing the bullets in the trash. Ethan had taken all of them out.
Her mouth was agape. In the next second, Ethan wrested the gun from her hands. Then, he pinned her down on the couch beside them while the gun in his hand clattered to the floor a few yards away.
"Ethan Henderson!" It was the first time she had called him by his full name.
A flicker of red flashed through Ethan's eyes as he stared intensely at her face. Then, he cackled. "You really don't care, do you? You know you're shredding my pride to pieces."
Grace didn't think that she was in the wrong. "This is for your own good, Mr. Henderson. You're just not in your right mind because of the drugs."
As she said this, she saw the sheen of sweat glistening on his forehead and quickly added, "If what you need is a woman to give you some relief, I could go and find you one right now—someone you'll be satisfied with. Or maybe you'd like to go to Velvet Eclipse? Someone would gladly take care of you there."
The more Grace spoke, the heavier the air around Ethan became. After some time, he let her go.
Grace scrambled to her feet, wanting to support him, but he shoved her away. He sank into his wheelchair, lost in his own thoughts.
Grace also felt the awkward silence. After all, it was Alice who had done this. If Ethan were to take revenge on the Lambert family…
"Mr. Henderson…"
Just as the words left her mouth, there was a knock on the door, and Tim walked right in.
Grace fell silent and sank onto the couch without another word.
Tim leaned in and whispered something in Ethan's ear. Ethan then gave a soft hum in response and ignored Grace.
She stepped forward, but Tim stopped her. "Ms. Lambert, I need to take Mr. Henderson for a medical exam. Whatever you have to say can wait."
She had no choice but to stop.
After everyone had left, she slowly picked up the gun from the floor and put it in her bag. She wasn't sure if she was mistaken, but when she pulled the trigger just now, something seemed to have died in Ethan's eyes. It was like all life had drained from them.
As she stepped out the door, she saw Alice crawling in the corner like a thrashing maggot. Taking a deep breath, she called 911 for Alice after thinking of Quentin.
But Alice had clearly gone mad and was shrieking non-stop.
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