Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 49

Grace shot to her feet.

Splash—

A glass of crimson liquid cut a sharp arc through the air.

It landed squarely on Cassian’s refined, scholarly face.

The red wine dripped from his hair, his glasses, and down his cheeks.

It stained his pristine white shirt with ugly blotches.

The entire room fell silent.

Cassian was stunned.

Simon Brooks was stunned.

Neither of them had expected the quiet, docile Grace from a moment ago to make such a shocking move.

Grace looked down at the pathetic sight of Cassian, her eyes colder than a Siberian wind.

Her voice wasn’t loud, but every word was crystal clear and resonant.

"The Hart family can sell its daughters for profit, fine."

"But to sell me, Grace..."

She paused, a deeply mocking sneer twisting her lips.

"You’re not worthy."

With that, she slammed the empty wine glass down on the table.

The sharp crack echoed like a resounding slap across both men’s faces.

Then, as they stared in stunned silence, she pulled open the door, turned, and slammed it shut behind her without a second glance.

Bang!

The loud slam of the door finally jolted Cassian back to reality.

He wiped the wine from his face, looking at his sticky hand and then at Simon Brooks, whose expression had shifted from pale to green, then to black.

A wave of unprecedented humiliation and rage surged through him.

"Grace! Hart!"

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