Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 411

Jordan let out a sigh of relief and handed his phone to the butler.

Jodie, kneeling in front of the desk, saw how fast he hung up the phone. Her tone turned anxious as she asked, "Grandpa, what did Uncle Ethan say?"

"He doesn't like Grace."

Jodie clenched her fists even tighter, and tears started streaming down her face. As expected, the more he liked Grace, the less he was willing to admit it.

Jordan picked up his fountain pen and wanted to continue practicing, but his brows slightly furrowed when he saw how heartbroken Jodie was.

"Jodie, why do you care so much about Ethan's marriage? If you have time, try to talk some sense into your mother. Don't tell the whole world about our family's dirty laundry."

Jodie slowly stood up, feeling only numbness in both her legs. She wiped her cheeks twice.

"Grandpa, don't you find it strange that a golden boy like Uncle Ethan, who lost the use of his legs back then, didn't hold Grace accountable? Isn't it possible that he already liked her at that time?"

Jordan was amused and let out a laugh. "Did you mean back when Grace was chasing after Yancey all over the place, Ethan already had a crush on her?"

With features and status like that, how could Ethan have a crush on a nobody?

Jodie's tears began streaming down even more uncontrollably. Of course, everyone in the world wouldn't believe Ethan would fall for Grace.

Only Jodie saw though his facade.

She dug her nails deeply into her palms.

She took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa, I'll prove it to you."

After finishing her sentence, she turned around and left right away.

Jordan looked at the words he had just written—the strokes looked bold and powerful.

He put his pen down and spoke to the butler beside him.

"Notify everyone that they're all to come home for Christmas."

The butler's demeanor was very respectful, and he gave a subtle nod.

…

After leaving Henderson Residence, Jodie looked up into the sky as if she had made up her mind.

She went to the market to pick up some Christmas decorations and had the maids help decorate. They hung a Christmas wreath and colourful fairy lights around the villa, filling the place with holiday cheer and festivity.

Meanwhile, Andrea had received a call from Joanne and promptly went to Grace's apartment complex's entrance to wait for her.

When Grace returned and saw Andrea, she instantly furrowed her brows.

Andrea stood there arrogantly and held out her hand. "I need money to raise this child. I couldn't bring myself to ask Liam for it, so you'll have to give me instead.

"Also, I need salmon and premium collagen supplements for every meal. I can't let the baby inside me be mistreated."

Grace tried to walk past her and leave, but Andrea caught up to her again.

"Grace, Liam really cares about this baby. If anything happens to me while I'm here with you, do you think he won't hold grudges against you?"

Grace paused briefly, rubbing the spot between her brows with her hand. "I'll transfer the money to your previous bank card—300 thousand dollars. Don't come near me again until after Christmas."

Andrea's eyes lit up in an instant—that was more money than she could make in her lifetime. She had to thank Joanne for this.

"That's not enough. I want to buy a villa. Or, you could let me move into Liam's villa instead."