Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan) novel Chapter 277

Edric's lips curved into a smile as he turned to Thomson. "Come, say hi to Grace. You youngsters will have more to talk about with each other. Also, Grace, Thom's popularity has been growing lately. With our support, he's bound to become a top star."

He grinned affectionately as he continued, "Imagine dating a superstar. That would certainly make you proud to take him out in public."

A flicker of annoyance crossed Thomson's eyes.

He had already been thoroughly prepped beforehand to behave well in front of Grace and make her fall for his looks. Once the marriage certificate was signed, he could do whatever he wanted—cheat on her, abuse her, and even drive her to ruin. Domestic violence wouldn't lead to any serious consequences, after all.

What mattered was marrying her and gaining control over her, thereby keeping a leash on Liam.

However, upon seeing Grace's face, his irritation yielded to astonishment. He hadn't expected her to be so stunning—far more beautiful than any A-list celebrities. Sleeping with a woman like her wouldn't be a loss at all.

The smile on his face softened, becoming unexpectedly sincere as he stepped forward and offered her his hand. "Hi, Grace. I'm Thomson."

Grace stared at his hand for a moment before slowly reaching out to shake it. "Hi."

Not far from them, Liam was growing increasingly anxious. He feared Grace might fall for this ploy. Unable to hold back, he called out, "Grace!"

Edric quickly pressed his arm down on Liam's shoulder. "Liam, this is your sister's personal affair. You really ought to stay out of it."

Liam felt a wave of discomfort, coupled with deep disappointment in Grace. How could she be so easily swayed by every man she met?

Seeing the subtle shift in dynamics, Edric and his men were visibly pleased, their expressions smug with satisfaction.

"Thom, why don't you spend more time with Grace these days?" he suggested casually.

Thomson settled beside Grace, feeling utterly satisfied. She was breathtaking, and all he could think was how badly he wanted to sleep with her.

"Alright, Dad. Don't you worry," he said.

Edric soon took his leave, leaving Thomson alone behind.

Ignited with rage, Liam pointed straight in his face and started cussing him out, "Get the fuck out of my house!"

Thomson didn't even acknowledge him as he reached out to take Grace's hand. "Grace, your brother wants us to leave. Let's go. It's still early. We can go hang out."

Grace's gaze remained on his face, a faint crease forming between her brows. It wasn't that she was falling for his charm but there was something familiar about him, something that brought back whispers of a memory.

She rose to her feet and walked out without a word.

Thomson quickly followed behind, throwing a taunting glance at Liam.

He said, "Liam, your sister's an adult. She has a life of her own, so you don't need to worry about her anymore. Besides, your father just passed away recently. Aren't you supposed to listen to her now? I'm confident that soon enough, she'll ask you to hand over your shares to me."

He said it with confidence because for a moment—just a moment—Grace had looked at him and faltered.