Chapter 87

“Letherin,” Gran looked up and sneered. She had run into Julian a few times before. Just like Tim, Julian didn’t really like her. He was probably only here because of Ethan. Julian was arrogant and aloof. He rarely bothered with anyone other than Extras.

Just as Gran was about to take Yelena inside, Julian spoke again, “Top Hour, last private room on the right. Make sure to pick him up.” Dr. Tim; he was clearly referring to Ethan.

Grace immediately responded obediently, “Okay.”

Julian gave her a once-over, his gaze carrying an air of superiority. After a cold scoff, he left.

Grace successfully managed to bring Yelena inside. She had already ascertained which room Andrew was in beforehand. Andrew was a man given to indulgence. He would always get himself drunk before bringing a beautiful woman upstairs with him. It wasn’t hard to create an opportunity.

“Yelena, this is his room number. In a bit, a woman will be sent inside to keep him company. Stop her and go in yourself,” Grace said.

Even Yelena’s fingers were trembling; she obviously knew what sort of place the Velvet Eclipse was. Someone like her had no business being here, and she couldn’t believe she had successfully gotten in. She had to seize the chance.

Grace watched as Yelena’s determined figure left before raising an eyebrow slightly. Then, she turned toward Ethan’s room.

Before she opened the door, she had expected to see a scene of indulgence. Yet, when she stepped inside, only Ethan was there. The entire floor was eerily quiet. It was so quiet that she even suspected the Velvet Eclipse actually belonged to Ethan.

“Mr. Henderson?” she called out. As she walked closer, she realized that he was on the phone, thanking someone.

“She’s here. Thanks,” Ethan ended the call when he saw her.

Grace stood there obediently, tilting her head slightly to peek at his phone screen. “Is that about the Farm Support Project in Northbrook?”

“Yes,” Ethan said.

The project in Northbrook had already begun and was progressing smoothly. Grace hadn’t expected Ethan to be working here. She had thought that he was drunk. Since he wasn’t, why did he ask her to come?

Ethan closed the file in his hand and looked up at her. His gaze was cold, carrying an innate sense of authority. She straightened her posture instinctively, feeling like an employee being scrutinized by a superior.

Whenever Grace was alone with Ethan, the atmosphere always felt incredibly strange. As countless thoughts raced through her mind, she saw him press his hand against the table, preparing to get up and move into his wheelchair. She hadn’t forgotten that Ethan’s legs were…

Grace reached out to support him, and Ethan said, “Tim’s busy tonight.” That meant that he had called her to take him home.

“Are you ready to leave now? I’ll send you back,” Grace said as she helped him into the wheelchair.

Ethan leaned against the armrest and rested his head on his hand. He looked over and said, “Okay.”

Grace started pushing him toward the exit, but just as she cracked the door open, she heard Yancey’s voice. Her hand froze, and she distinctly shut the door again.

Dhan glanced up at it, which made her feel guilty for some reason. Yet Yancey stopped at her door right at that moment, seemingly talking to Alice on the phone. “Alice, I understand… my child. My parents are extremely concerned, and even my grandfather knows about it.”

Grace tightened her grip on the wheelchair handles, and she accidentally pushed the wheelchair forward. Ethan’s leg banged against the door. The sound was loud. Grave luck. Tighten your back. Make sure you take care of yourself. This is my first…