Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 259

"Mr. Henderson—"

"Grace Lambert!"

Both of them spoke at the same time.

Ethan's gaze was complicated, and there was even a trace of hurt. "I'm telling you it was me. What are you going to do about it? Point a gun at my head like last night?"

Grace was surprised. He actually seemed to care about what happened last night—so much so that his tone was now different from usual.

She frowned. "Try not to be too bothered by last night. I had no choice."

"Tsk. You wanted to kill me, and you're telling me to let it go?"

"I didn't really want to kill you. You were… Forget it. I know it wasn't you who caused the fire."

Grace was about to turn away when she suddenly remembered something. She turned to look at Ethan once again. "Mr. Henderson, you've been acting strangely lately."

He often questioned her with a tone that blurred the lines between superior and subordinate. But that was what they were—employer and employee, nothing more.

Alice laughed hysterically and hurled a mug across the room. "Hahaha! It wasn't me, but it might as well have! You deserve it! It's your fault that I'm like this! If I die, we all die!"

Carmen couldn't take it anymore, so she slapped Alice across the face—hard.

Alice stared at Carmen, her eyes full of hatred. It terrified Carmen so much that she stumbled back a few steps. "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think that I've wronged you?"

"Well, isn't it obvious? Who else is to blame when you've always favored Grace all these years? It's ingrained in you Lambert family members, this inherent cheapness. No matter what I did, you all chose to look the other way. All of you indulged in that bitch, Grace! So, you all deserve to die! Is Quentin dead?! Serves him right!"