Chapter 1238:
Just then, Giselle spoke up, her tone firm. “Brenna is still young. She has only been back for less than a year. |
want her to stay with us a little longer... I'm not ready for her to get married so soon.”
Ethan frowned slightly, then looked at Giselle. “Maybe | can buy a house nearby, and Brenna and | will live there
after getting married.”
Gracie stood outside the Harper residence, hidden behind the overgrown shrubs lining the roadside. She had
been waiting there for half an hour.
She had expected Ethan to cout at any moment. With the number of security guards the Harper family kept
around, she didn’t dare go and peek inside.
It was already half past nine in the evening. Her legs throbbed from standing so long in the scrouched
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtposition when Ethan finally stepped out of the house and walked to his car.
She didn’t move. Only when his car pulled away from the driveway did she slip out from her hiding spot.
She rushed hand, upon arriving, sent a prerecorded video to Ethan.
Ethan was driving when he heard his phone buzz with a message. It was his private line, the one he rarely used
for business. He figured it might be from Brenna.
He glanced down and saw the video Gracie had sent.
In the video, Gracie was sobbing uncontrollably. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear. She clumsily wiped
her tears away.
“Ethan, | found a bloodstained knife in my bag with a threatening note. I'm so scared. Please cback...”
The video shook as she fumbled with the camera, then it tilted down to show the bag. Inside was a knife,
streaked with dried blood, a folded note resting beside it.
A hand reached into the frand retrieved both items. When the camera stopped shaking, Ethan was finally
able to read the note.
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His lips pressed into a thin line. He then let out a sigh, more irritated than worried. Gracie was becoming a real
nuisance.
He set the phone down and kept driving. But at the next intersection, he found himself turning the wheel.
Against his better judgment, he headed back home. When he returned to the house, Gracie was curled up on the
living room couch, still crying. Elsa sat beside her.
Gracie was explaining her debt situation to Elsa.
Elsa appeared irritated, having lost her previous affection for Gracie and now feeling displeased with her.
She had once hoped to let Gracie becher future daughter-in-law. But that hope had withered the second she
learned about Gracie’s massive debt.
She didn’t want her son marrying a woman buried in debt.
Elsa’s patience was hanging by a thread. Finding out that Gracie had no inheritance, no financial security, and
was drowning in debt had changed everything. Even Brenna, with all her flaws, suddenly seemed like the better
choice for Ethan.
“Stop crying. My son’s here,” Elsa said to Gracie sharply. In her mind, Gracie no longer had the right to be part of
their lives.
She regretted not digging deeper before accepting Gracie into their home. Letting Gracie stay, believing she was
a suitable match for Ethan... She must have lost her senses.
Gracie, still wrapped in her distress, didn’t notice the coldness in Elsa’s voice. She just kept crying.