MainNovelGrace lowered her head and started eating, all the while thinking of countermeasures. How could she get out of this mess if Julian decided to cafter her? Julian was absolutely ruthless. Once he got serious, no one could stand against him.
Of course, she did not forget to serve Ethan tea.
"I'm not nervous. I'm fully focused on how to apologize to you, Mr. Henderson," Grace said.
"You've always been a good liar." As she refilled his tea, Grace noticed that he used the word "always", which meant that she was no longer credible from Ethan's perspective.
She solemnly set the teapot down and then placed her hands on her knees.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Mr. Henderson, I'm sincerely apologizing to you today. What happened at the gala had caused serious damage to your reputation. Other than breaking up with my boyfriend, which I can't do, feel free to nyour demands." "Grace Lambert." Though his tone was light, the threat was clear.
His suddenly calling her by her full nmade her feel like a student being called out in class. She immediately sat up straight.
Ethan looked at the tea in his cup, then raised his gaze to her earnest face.
"I've said this before. Don't make promises lightly if you can't fulfill them." "I can do it." His fingertips gently circled the rim of the cup. After ten seconds, he flicked a droplet of water off his finger and calmly said, "Kiss me." Grace had been sitting straight just a moment ago, and when she heard that, she thought she was hearing things.
Startled, she accidentally knocked over the teapot. She quickly got up, grabbed stissues, and wiped the spilled tea. She then looked at Ethan apologetically and smiled.
"Mr. Henderson, what did you say?" Based on her expression, it was clear that she thought she had misheard.
But Ethan looked up and met her gaze. "Kiss me. Didn't you say I could nmy condition?" Grace was stuck in a hard place. She remained standing, one hand clutching the back of her chair so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
"K-Kiss... you?" She repeated it in disbelief, starting to suspect that an impostor had replaced Ethan. Was this really something Ethan would say? He must still be angry and decided to use this kind of demand to prove that she can't keep her promise, just to teach her a lesson.
Grace's face flushed deep red for a moment before she slowly calmed down.
No one else would ever know what happened inside this private room. If one kiss could make up for the mistake she made at the gala, it was truly a bargain.
But she couldn't tell if Ethan was serious or just messing with her.
What if she actually kissed him, and he pulled back in disgust, using the chance to humiliate her? Ethan's gaze was lowered, his fingers still calmly tracing the rim of the cup.
Grace took a deep breath and cautiously leaned almost two feet in. To her surprise, he didn't move away.
She snuck a glance at him and, seeing no trace of disgust, quickly brushed her algust, lips against his cheek before darting away. The whole thing lasted less than a second. Suddenly, Ethan chuckled and said, "Did I say on my cheek?" Grace was just about to grab a napkin to wipe his cheek when she heard that, and her hand froze in place.
She had already treated this as punishment from a superior, but what was he trying to pull off now?
If kissing his cheek already made her uncomfortable, was he trying tom teach her a harsher lesson by making her kiss him on the lips? She stood there unmoving with an embarrassed look on her face. After a long pause, she finally spoke.
"Mr. Henderson, I'm sorry. You're right. I shouldn't make promisesm lightly when I can't fulfill them. Why don'tyou propose a few conditions, and I'll see which ones I can fulfill?" The smile on Ethan's face turned into a frown right before her eyes.
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