The man who spoke seemed to be very refined. It was very different from how cold Ethan was and how intimidating Julian seemed. He seemed to have an air of careless arrogance that came from privilege and status. It was a dangerous line to toe—the smallest slip-up and he could become a fool like Yancey.
But this man seemed to have a firm grip on himself.
Grace had no choice but to respond even though she had no idea who he was. She merely shot him an awkward smile.
The man looked to be around six feet and one inch tall. He quickly walked over and bent slightly toward her. "Grace, what are you doing at a place like this? Is it because of Yancey again?"
Simon had just returned to Druville that night, so he was still jet-lagged. He had one hand casually tucked into his pocket and looked very laid back.
Grace took two steps back. "And you are?"
Simon raised an eyebrow as the amusement in his eyes turned cold. "What are you playing at this time?"
He had just spoken when Ethan called out, "Simon."
That was when Grace realized he was Simon Yule.
Simon was a central figure among the elites. Three years ago, he ran away after his family forcibly arranged a marriage for him and skipped his own wedding. However, the Yule family had been determined to see the marriage through, so the bride still married into the family anyway.
Now that Simon was back in Druville, he was probably about to meet his legally wedded wife who he was completely unfamiliar with.
Grace had heard the gossip back then. Rumor had it that Simon was a notorious playboy who hated his marriage partner. He had been overseas for three years, and he had probably come back to finalize a divorce.
Grace steadied her expression before she said calmly, "So, you're Mr. Yule."
Simon had already returned to Ethan's side. He scoffed and crossed his arms. "Have you lost your mind?"
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