Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 242 Simon immediately answered, "Of course, you look good. Isn't that obvious? If you let the media write about you, god knows how they'd hype you up! But then again, didn't you make it clear already that you don't allow the media to report on you?" Simon, always clueless about matters of men and women, squinted his eyes after saying this. "Ethan, when a man starts caring about his looks, it means he has someone he likes. Could it be..." "No." Ethan glanced at the liquor on the coffee table, reaching out to grab a bottle. Simon quickly moved the alcohol away. "This is too strong. If you're going to drink, you should be careful with your stomach. I heard Mr. Henderson Senior warned you about this a few days ago. "You should pay attention, especially after what happened.

If you're really thirsty, have something with lower alcohol content." And then, perhaps by coincidence, the bottle Ethan touched was the sone Grace had been drinking from. Simon couldn't help but smile at the thought of Grace possibly vomiting alone somewhere. ---- "Grace's probably puking her guts out by now. She should be careful, though. There are always people around Velvet Eclipse looking for drunk people.

If they find her, they won't let her go until a few days later." "People looking for drunk people?" Ethan slightly raised an eyebrow, his fingers gently rubbing the armrest of his wheelchair. Simon thought that Ethan didn't know what that meant, and he grinned. "Yeah, those drunk people who get left on the side of the road. If someone finds them, they get taken away. By the tthey wake up, all they can do is accept it.

Grace may not be likable, but her face is really something else -nothing to pick apart." After saying that, Simon couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Ethan tonight. He used to hate being around people, and they had to beg him to cout. Even though it had improved, he never attended events like this unless he was invited. Tonight, though, no one had invited Ethan. He just showed up on his own. "Ethan, did you set up a meeting with Damien? Or with Julian? " "No." "Then what are you doing here?" ---- Simon was full of questions when his phone suddenly rang. It was from the woman he'd been spending twith recently. She was exactly his type-obedient in bed and wild outside of it. He had been with her for a while and still wasn't tired of her. "T've got to go. My hookup's waiting for me. Next time, I'll bring her out so you all can meet her." Simon raised his eyebrows and stroked his chin. "It's not impossible.

Honestly, I'm pretty wild in bed, and she can't seem to get enough of me. Every tI call, she comes running. You should try it, you'll see. It's far more exciting than closing a deal or handling acquisitions." Ethan responded with a hum nonchalantly, and Simon quickly left. When Simon arrived at his car, he found Grace still waiting. She was leaning against the door of his car, her head slightly tilted as if lost in thought. "Mr.

Yule," she greeted him with a smile, and for a moment, Simon was at a loss for words. She handed him the contract, which he threw into the car. His tone was full of disdain as he said, "Just don't puke on my car. "Mr. Yule, if there are any issues with the contract, feel free to ---- reach out to me." simon waved her off, climbed into the car, and quickly drove away. Grace stood there for a moment, her strength fading.

Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore and slowly crouched down, the pain in her stomach unbearable. Sweat began to bead on her forehead. If she hadn't been forcing herself to wait for Simon, she probably would have taken a taxi to the hospital half an hour ago. Now, she couldn't even stand up. The sweat dripping from her forehead hit the ground in large droplets. But at this moment, she unexpectedly ran into Jodie.

Jodie was carrying a crocodile-skin bag, chatting with her friends, and bragging about how much Ethan pampered her. Her eyes scanned the area, immediately spotting Grace. With a proud, haughty stride, she walked over and threw her bag at Grace. "Grace!" The others saw her actions and didn't dare intervene. Jodie's bag hit Grace on the head with a sharp impact, causing her vision to black out. She nearly passed out. As she struggled to get up, Grace was just about to react when Jodie kicked her.

"Grace, you just won't leavealone, will you? No matter where I go, I keep running into you. This is so unlucky! Lettell you. From now on, whenever I show up, you better stay out of my way. If I see you again, I'll make sure you know who you're messing with!" With that, she threw her bag at Grace again. Grace's head was spinning, and she had no strength to dodge. The pain in her stomach was even more intense now. Jodie was enjoying herself, having vented sof her anger.

She called over to her friends. "Alright, I've finally beaten this bitch up. I feel much better now. Let's go! I'm paying for the drinks tonight' Speople Vooked at Grace, lying on the ground, concerned, but no one dared to speak up against Jodie. They simply followed her inside. Grace lay on the cold floor, every part of her body aching from the blows. The pain in her stomach felt sharper now.

She didn't even want to throw up anymore, only feeling like her insides.

were churning in a bloody mess. Her mouth was filled with the taste of With t blood. She really hated Jodie. And she started to resent Ethan, too. After all, it was Ethan who had allowed Jodie to act like this. Grace was the kind of person who, the more one tried to bring her down, the more she stood tall. Even if she were burned to ash, her pride would still remain.

Maybe it was the anger building inside her, but after lying there for a while, she started to regain sve clarity. She slowly stood up and took out her phone, but she had no idea who to call. In the end, she dialed Joanne's number.