NovelEnglishChapter 258 When Grace got into the car, all she felt was utter exhaustion. She didn't sleep a wink last night and had so much to do this morning. Her mind was in chaos. She had even begun to wonder-who started the fire? Could it be Ethan? Considering that this happened to the Lambert family only a few hours after Grace antagonized him, Ethan was definitely a strong suspect. But she had provoked him before and cout just fine. He didn't seem like someone who'd hold a petty grudge.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGrace rubbed her temples. Then again, maybe this was the last straw for Ethan. After all, Ethan had pulled a gun, so the suspicion still stood. Her head was muddled on the whole drive to Henderson Group. When she finally sat at her desk, the whole room spun so hard that she couldn't help but lay on her table for a bit. But she had barely dozed off when a bucket of water was dumped over her head, making her shiver. Her whole workspace was soaked. Looking up, she saw Jodie's smug face.
With a raised brow, Jodie held the bucket she had snatched from a janitor, looking pleased with herself. "T've told you before, Grace. I'll make you regret your decisions every tI see you. Either quit this job and ---- --- disappear from my sight forever or get used to this." Grace heard the snickers from around the office -like they were laughing at how she had pissed off the princess. She wiped the water from her face and gave Jodie a small smile. "Ms.
Henderson, looks like your injuries are all healed." Jodie's face twisted in fury. She raised the bucket again, ready to strike. How dare the bitch mention this! It was because of Grace that she ended up in the hospital. Today, she was here to teach this bitch a lesson! But before she could hit Grace with the bucket, Grace grabbed her wrist. Then, Grace grabbed the bucket and hit Jodie with it instead.
Since Jodie had only been discharged from the hospital not long ago, the injury on her head had not fully healed. Everything went black for a second after she got hit. "Grace Lambert! I swear I'm getting Uncle Ethan to fire you today!" She clutched her head, glaring at Grace with pure hatred. No! Not only was she going to have Grace fired, she was going to use the influence of the Henderson family to ruin Grace's life! With her face twisted in rage, Jodie gave Grace one last venomous look and stormed out, ignoring Ethan's office entirely. Grace sat there, soaked, her whole body trembling from the ---- cold. Nobody had expected her to fight back. At this moment, nobody dared say a word. There was not a single sound. When Grace was called into Ethan's office, she thought she was about to be fired, but Ethan just wanted to ask about the Yule family's project. Seeing that she was wet, Ethan frowned.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter coughing softly a few times, he finally asked, "What happened?" Grace didn't answer. Ethan wheeled himself closer, reaching to take her hand. Her fingers were bleeding. But Grace yanked her hand away and asked instead, "Mr. Henderson, are you feeling better?" His fingers froze in mid-air. He looked away, his expression suppressed. "Mm." "Was it you? Did you cause the fire at the Lambert residence?" Ethan looked up, and something in his gaze seemed to shatter.
After a few seconds of silence, he quietly asked, "Do you think it was me?" "T'm just considering all the possibilities," Grace answered. He began coughing uncontrollably again. He gently covered his mouth with a handkerchief, his face flushing. But he still didn't look at her. Grace was getting impatient. Her mood had already been at ---- rock bottom. "Mr. Henderson, all I need is a yes or ano." He finally stopped coughing, but he looked a little tired.
Even so, he smirked and asked, "What if it was me?" Grace stared at him, trying to tell if he was serious or just messing with her. He lookedn almost defeated as he wheeled himself back to his seat. "Yeah, whatever you say." Hearing his answer, Grace was pissed off and marched over. She slapped her hand down on the file he was trying to pull away. "What do you mean by that? Do our lives mean nothing to you, Mr. Henderson?
I really want to know." He yanked the documents out from under her hand with such force that the contract was ve torn in half. Only then did Grace notice the veins popping on his hands. It was clear he was holding something back.
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