Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

When Liam walked outside, he pulled Joanne, who was resting on a rock, to her feet. "Let's go, Joanne. I got the medicine. There are 20 packets of medicine for menstrual pain, eight for you and 12 for Grace."

He had no concept of fairness; he was always biased toward Grace. As Joanne walked down the mountain with Liam, she listened to him go on and on about how great Grace was.

Grace was beautiful, good at cooking, highly capable at work, and so on.

It was a two-hour journey down the mountain, but he wasn't done listing all of Grace's virtues. Joanne's expression had already turned sour. She offered him chocolate a few more times along the way, and he ate them all.

When they got in the car, he took out the bread he had prepared and reminded Joanne to eat some as they still had a six-hour drive back to Druville.

Joanne took the chocolate pieces out of her bag and left them in the car. "Liam, you can have some of these when you get too busy and forget to eat. They'll keep your blood sugar stable. It's dangerous to drive with low blood sugar."

"Thank you, Joanne." Liam hadn't had a chance to rest the entire trip. He had to drive for over ten hours back and forth, and he had even walked for several hours on mountain roads.noveldrama

But the thought of Grace praising him gave him a huge boost of energy.

They arrived at Druville at 7:00 pm, and he first sent Joanne home. As she got out of the car, she reminded him, "Don't forget about the chocolates I left for you. Have some while you're driving. They'll give you energy."

"Okay, I'll remember. Joanne, here's your medicine." He took out eight packets and placed them in her hand through the car window.

She thanked him with a smile and watched him drive off into the distance. Once the car was completely out of sight, her smile vanished, and her expression turned extremely cold.

Someone slowly emerged from the corner nearby, saying sarcastically in a hoarse voice, "You're really good at acting. No wonder Grace, the bitch, still doesn't know your true colors."

Joanne threw the medicine in her hand into the nearby trash can and replied calmly, "I only act when it's necessary, and I won't put myself in a pathetic situation like you did. Don't come to see me again in the future. You're too dumb, and I'm afraid I'll be implicated by you."

The woman hiding in the shadows was infuriated. "Joanne, do you think you're any better than me? You're just a rat. You like Ethan, don't you? But have you looked at yourself in the mirror? Do you really think Someone like him is within your reach? And do you know Ethan's true colors? He's a monster, and anyone he likes will die in a

miserable way."

The next second, Joanne strangled the woman, her gaze turning menacing. "Whether Mr. Henderson is a monster or not has nothing to do with you. You lunatic, you have no right to judge taim I'm different from Grace, and I'll fight for what want myself. Since you're already out of the game, just stay in the dark and watch carefully how I win this game."

The woman's face turned red from being strangled, and her eyes were filled with fear. She had thought Joanne was just a timid escort; she never expected Joanne to be so scary.

It turned out that everyone was wearing a mask, and their true nature beneath the mask was hideous.

The woman coughed hard when she was released. She sat on the cold ground, her eyes filled with fear.

Joanne slowly crouched down in

front of the woman and tapped her face. "Alice, if I had your background, I I would have anything I want by now. You should blame yourself for being too dumb, too greedy, and for letting yourevil nature show on the surface. People like you are the ones who end the quickest.

"Don't come to me again next time. It's normal for someone mentally unstable to die outside, and no one from the Lambert family will even bother to investigate. Don't you think so?"

Alice's face instantly turned pale as she staggered back a few steps and stared at Joanne in shock.

Meanwhile, Joanne calmly stood up and took out a tissue to wipe her hands as if she was disgusted by the germs on Alice.

But Alice didn't dare to get angry. She suddenly realized that she was the most useless one.

Joanne walked straight into an alley, which was a slum in Druville. Yet she didn't feel the slightest bit inferior. She firmly believed that one day, she would get what she wanted most.