chapter 117
“That bitch! I swear, I’m not letting her get away with this!”
As soon as Jodie hung up, she jumped into all her group chats and started blasting Grace’s name–painting her as some evil, manipulative monster while praising Alice like she was a saint.
She was part of the Henderson family and, being naturally social, was in several group chats.
It took less than half an hour for the rumor of Grace pushing Alice down the stairs out of jealousy and making her lose the baby to blow up across her entire social circle.
The Lambert and Henderson families had been deep in wedding plans, but now, they’d become the talk of the town–a punchline in every whispered conversation. Of course, they were
furious.
“Damn it!” Jordan growled. He hurled the cup in his hand furiously, and it struck Andrew square in the forehead.
Not long ago, Andrew’s scandal with Lily had become public knowledge. And Yelena was no easy one to deal with either. She’d been showing up at Henderson Residence day after day, crying and complaining, driving Jordan to the brink.
He had been so fed up he shut the doors to guests for an entire week. And now, to top it all off, Yancey’s first child was gone. His chest heaved with rage, his face going pale with fury.
“That Grace is nothing but a curse. Handle it. I want her taken care of,” he ordered.
First, she had been the reason Ethan ended up in a wheelchair, and now, she had caused the death of his great–grandchild. He was done showing mercy.
When Jordan gave the order, nobody in Druville could defy it. But the people he sent to deal with Grace returned with bad news–she had holed up in Ethan’s villa in Palm Bay.
Jordan had always been most proud of Ethan. He had been brilliant from a young age and had never made a single mistake in his life. Even after moving abroad to recover from his injury, he had made a name for himself on Varnell Street.
The Henderson family practically considered him a gift from the heavens. Someone like him couldn’t be dragged down by a jinx like Grace.
But Jordan had his pride. As the family patriarch, stooping to deal with a young woman like Grace himself would be beneath him. So, instead, he had someone quietly look into where the Lambert family stood on the matter.
Ultimately, he went along with their suggestion–lock that jinx away in a psychiatric hospital for the time being.
He wasn’t going to deal with Ethan himself. Instead, he assigned that task to Jodie because she had always been bubbly and got along well with Ethan.
The moment she heard that Grace had the nerve to hide out at Palm Bay, she nearly lost it. Everyone knew it was Grace who caused that car accident two years ago.
It had been Grace’s graduation. No one understood why Ethan even showed up that day. She rode in his car, and they ended up in that wreck together. Grace walked away without a scratch, but Ethan had been stuck in a wheelchair ever since.
How could that bitch be this shameless?
Jodie stormed off to Palm Bay in a hurry, all flustered and fuming. It was early morning, and Ethan had already left for work. Grace didn’t dare to step outside.
When the doorbell rang, she went to answer it herself, only to be greeted by an angry young woman practically vibrating with rage.
The second Jodie saw her, she raised her hand, ready to deliver a slap. But Grace caught her wrist in mid–air.
“Who are you?”
“Grace Lambert! Get the hell out of here! Who the hell said you could be here? Get out!”
Grace assumed this was just another woman with a crush on Ethan. She let go of Jodie’s hand, frowned, and came up with the most professional excuse she could manage. “I’m here to help Mr.Henderson with his treatment.”
Jodie was stunned–she had never met anyone so shameless. She was shaking with rage, and in the next second, she lunged straight at Grace.
Caught off guard, Grace was tackled to the ground.
Jodie grabbed a nearby vase and, without hesitation, brought it crashing down toward Grace’s face.
Grace hadn’t expected her to be so vicious. She threw up a hand to block, but the vase shattered on impact, and the sharp porcelain sliced deep into her palm.
Jodie was breathing heavily, her eyes bloodshot with fury. She growled, “I’m not letting you get anywhere near Uncle Ethan. You’re going to pay for what happened to Alice’s baby. Grace, even if I kill you, the Henderson family will still cover for me.”
