Damien helped Grace into the car first, then looked back toward the cemetery.
Ethan was still standing there, motionless.
"Felix."
"Mr. Clarke."
Felix immediately walked over, holding an umbrella.
"Inform the cemetery management that from this day forward, I don't want Ethan showing up here."
Felix was taken aback for a moment.
Damien retracted his gaze. "I don't care how you do it, just keep him away from her grandmother."
Felix accepted the order and turned, leading four bodyguards toward Ethan.
At that moment, Ethan was staring from the steps in Damien's direction.
On what grounds?
On what grounds could Damien stand by her side so openly?
*You've got to be kidding me, Grace. You think you can live a life of luxury just by latching onto the Clarke family?*
*In your dreams!*
Just then, Felix and his men blocked his view.
"Mr. Ward."
Felix wore a professional, plastic smile, but his tone was anything but polite. "Mr. Clarke has given an order. You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately."
Ethan sneered, his gaze sweeping coldly over Felix. "Who the hell does Damien think he is? Does he own this cemetery? Who he lets me pay respects to is none of his business."
"Whether Mr. Clarke owns this cemetery or not, I can't say."
Felix's smile widened. "But I do know that if Mr. Ward doesn't leave now, we might... have to 'escort' you out."
The moment he finished speaking, the four bodyguards behind him took a unison step forward.
Ethan's face turned ashen.
He glanced at the Maybach, which was already pulling away in the distance, and clenched his fists tightly.
*Damien, Grace!*
*You despicable pair, just you wait!*
"Fine. Very fine."
Ethan nodded through gritted teeth and turned to walk toward his own car.
He wasn't going to let this go!
Inside the car.

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