Dylan coughed a couple of times, his expression dark. "Let's get out of here."
He'd been trying to find a way to see Grace, but he had eyes on him everywhere, and his businesses overseas had taken a hit.
He had been stuck in meetings non-stop and couldn't get away.
Once he'd finally sorted everything out, he'd wanted to see Grace, but then the relentless chase started.
Ethan really had hidden everything too well.
After they got in the car, Dylan's face turned deathly pale. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have died tonight.
Back at his place, the doctor was already waiting.
Someone spoke up then. "Mr. Henderson, should we tell the old man about this?"
Dylan just scoffed. What was the point of telling Jordan? Something about his older brother's death was off, but they'd just rushed through the funeral and dropped it.
Who knew what Jordan was really thinking?
He took a deep, shaky breath. Sweat beaded on his forehead until the bullet was finally removed, clinking against the metal tray.
"Sir, could we use Grace as leverage?"
If Ethan cared about her, then she was his weakness.
Dylan narrowed his eyes, and a cold smirk played on his lips.
"Go after Grace? Ethan is a rabid dog, and Grace is the one holding the leash. If she's gone, we're all screwed. Why go after her? Are we in a hurry to die?"
It wasn't that he was so afraid of Ethan—he just understood the situation.
The person who spoke quickly shut their mouth, looking a little panicked.
Dylan took a deep breath, his expression going blank again.
"But the more he cares about Grace, the more impatient he'll become. We won't touch Grace, but we can make her take action herself. That'll hurt more than killing Ethan."
The people present didn't understand his plan and could only wait for further instructions.
Dylan watched the doctor wrap his bandage, his pale lips moving to say, "Keep digging into Grace's boyfriend. Ideally, that man will end up dead by Ethan's hand. That way, Grace will go after Ethan herself."
Everyone's eyes widened with understanding, and they jumped into action.
Dylan watched the blood in the basin, and his hand slowly tightened into a fist.
He wasn't going to live his life in Ethan's shadow—just wait and see!
…
When Grace woke up, she cleaned the bloodstain from her door and then asked the building management about the cameras.
She discovered that the building's security cameras were malfunctioning, so there was no way to know who had left the mark.
After arriving at the company with a heavy heart, she signed the contract, intending to have someone deliver it to Yule Group.
But when she thought of Simon, she decided to go herself.
This time, Simon didn't make things difficult for her. He readily signed the final confirmation on the contract and then slammed it down on the desk.
"Take the contract and get out," he sneered.
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