Chapter 87
“Let her in.”
Grace looked up and saw Julian.
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 Ethan.
Just as Grace was about to take Yelena inside, Julian spoke again, “Top floor, last private room on the right. Make sure to pick him up.”
By “him”, 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 looked into which room Andrew was in beforehand.
Andrew was a man who liked to indulge. He would always get himself drunk before bringing a beautiful woman with him upstairs. 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 Velvet Eclipse was. Someone like her had no business being here, and she couldn’t believe she successfully made it in. She had to seize the chance.
Grace watched as Yelena’s determined figure left before she raised 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 if 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 hands 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 still in recovery.
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 tired. “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 instinctively shut the door again.
Ethan glanced up at her, which made her feel guilty for some reason.
Yet Yancey stopped at the door right at that moment, seemingly talking to Alice on the phone. “Alice, I understand. I’ll be right back. Make sure you take care of yourself. This is my first child. My parents are really concerned, and even my grandpa knows about it.”
Grace’s grip on the wheelchair tightened, and she even accidentally pushed the wheelchair forward.
Ethan’s leg bumped against the door with a thud.
The sound brought Grace back to her senses.