After leaving, Grace didn't waste a second. She immediately tracked down the house Liam had recently rented.
When she arrived, sure enough, she found Alice.
The house was flooded with sunlight, but Alice looked like a wreck, sitting on the floor with greasy hair as she laughed to herself like she had lost her mind.
Grace walked straight up and kicked her hard, sending her sprawling.
Alice's head slammed against the corner of the table. She winced in pain, gritting her teeth.
"Who the hell—"
When she saw Grace, hatred exploded in her bloodshot eyes.
"Grace!" she screamed, stumbling to her feet and lunging at her.
However, Alice, weakened from weeks of malnutrition, didn't stand a chance against Grace.
One brutal kick from Grace sent her crashing several feet away. Before Alice could even react, Grace stomped down, pinning her face to the floor with her foot.
Alice lay there, helpless and humiliated, her cheek crushed under the weight of a dirty shoe.
Grace pressed down a little harder, her voice cold as ice as she said, "Was it you? Were you the one who led Liam into that mess? Were you the one pulling the strings behind the scenes?"
A twisted smile crept across Alice's face, her eyes brimming with venom.
"Finally blew up in your face, didn't it? Serves you right! Grace, as long as I'm breathing, I'll make sure you never have a moment's peace. You think you owe Dad? Good! I'm gonna make you watch his only son fall to ruin.
"I'll make you watch the whole Lambert Group fall apart. I want you to suffer, and I want to make sure the guilt eats you alive."
Without a word, Grace drew her knee back and slammed it straight into Alice's face.
Alice's vision went black from the pain, and she nearly coughed up blood.
In the middle of Alice's dazed panic, Grace asked quietly, "Did you think I was the type to let things slide?"
A shiver ran through Alice. For the first time, she realized that there was steel under Grace's calm.
She barely had time to process the thought before Grace grabbed the nearest chair and smashed it down with full force. A searing pain shot through Alice's spine. The pain was so sharp she wondered if something had snapped.
She curled up on the floor, unable to say a word.
Grace crouched beside her, her voice calm but laced with menace. "Alice, if Liam's identity gets out, I'll hand you over to Jayce. And I promise you, he'll make sure you wish you were dead."
Grace didn't know Jayce personally. But she knew enough that he was a brutal man.
And if Edric was involved in this disaster, Jayce had to be somewhere in the mix too. They were all part of the same crooked circle.
She had only meant to test her, but the moment Grace mentioned Jayce's name, Alice lost it completely.
"Don't!" Alice shrieked, her whole body seizing up in terror. "Don't hand me to him! I swear, it wasn't me!"
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