Chapter 136
Selene was no doubt a VIP client. She waved the guys off and climbed into the car with Grace, curious to see how she planned to handle it.
Grace grabbed Sloan’s phone, unlocked it using his fingerprint, and immediately pulled up his chat with Alice.
She had to admit that Sloan was a total simp. Every other word out of his mouth was praise for Alice. It was like he couldn’t wait to treat her like some kind of princess. And he didn’t hold back when it came to Grace either. The things he said were far from kind.
What a waste of a perfectly good bootlicker. But it was time to let the fool see the truth for himself.
Grace typed a message on his phone. “Alice, I’ve got Grace. Do you want to come see her? You can do whatever you want to her tonight. I just want to show you that I’ll do anything for you.”
For Alice, that message was pure gold. She responded almost instantly with gushing praise and said she was on her way.
Grace chose a remote and half-abandoned construction site on the edge of town. Inside one of the small site shacks, a single light glowed overhead.
Alice pulled up, giddy as hell, practically skipping toward the shack. She had already fantasized about how to end Grace once and for all.
But the moment she flung the door open, she froze. Inside the room was a tied-up Sloan and two unfamiliar, shady-looking men in odd disguises.
Her stomach dropped. She immediately turned to bolt, but the door slammed shut behind her.
A bucket of ice-cold water was dumped on Sloan, jerking him awake. He blinked through the wet strands of hair plastered to his face, just in time to see Alice standing there, a knife held to her by one of the men.
Panicked, he tried to jump up, only to realize he was tied tight.
Meanwhile, Alice was already in full panic mode. She yelled, “Sloan! What the hell is going on? Didn’t you say you caught Grace?”
Sloan was just as lost. The last thing he remembered was chilling in his car. Then bam, he was knocked out. He had no clue who had taken him or how.
The two goons in the room were now wearing wigs and face masks. Sloan didn’t recognize them at all even though they were the same guys he hired.
Then, the door opened again.
Two more people walked in-Grace and Selene, both dressed in full disguise. Selene, naturally, refused to miss the fun, so Grace just rolled with it.
Grace walked up to Alice, snatched the knife from one of the goons. Without hesitation, she slashed Alice’s arm.
Alice shrieked.
Sloan nearly lost it and snapped, “What the hell are you doing? Come after me if you’ve got a problem! What kind of coward hurts a woman?”
Alice was sobbing in pain, frozen stiff. She didn’t dare make a move, terrified she might actually die tonight. She wasn’t ready to die-not yet. Not before she got her claws into the Lambert family fortune and not before she watched Grace get chewed up and spit out by the world.
But just as she opened her mouth to beg, Grace cut her other arm. Both wounds were about the length of a finger. And honestly, they look pretty terrifying. Alice nearly passed out from the sight.
Sloan’s face had gone completely white, and he screamed himself hoarse. “Come after me! Leave her out of it! Come after me!”
Grace smirked under her hood and shoved the knife into Alice’s trembling hands. Her voice dropped to a cold rasp.
“Fine. Your Prince Charming said so himself. If you stab him a few times, maybe you won’t suffer as much tonight.”
Alice sobbed as she shook her head. “No… I don’t want to… I don’t…”
Watching her fall apart only made Sloan more determined. “Do it, Alice. Stab me. I can take it. I love you. I’ll prove I love you more than Yancey ever could!”
“Sloan…” Alice whimpered, crocodile tears flowing, but inside, she was seething. Her arms throbbed in agony. She wanted Grace dead, now more than ever. But she knew if she stabbed Sloan right now and they somehow made it out alive, she’d lose her last loyal lapdog
Lucky for her, she was damn good at manipulation. So, she clutched the knife tighter and sobbed louder as she started slowly walking toward Sloan step by step.