Chapter 74 Grace had a restless night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Eventually, she picked up her phone and started searching online. "My boss changed my clothes and bathed me. Are we still in a purely professional relationship?" She posted both questions in a forum but even after hitting send, her body felt unbearably hot. The thought of going to work the next day and facing Ethan made her nervous. It didn't take long before replies flooded in.

"Are you sure this is just your boss and not your boyfriend?" "My boyfriend doesn't even treat me this well. Your boss definitely likes you." "Forget boyfriend, even my husband isn't this considerate. You don't seem to mind it that much. Why not just be with him?" "Your relationship is definitely no longer just professional?" Grace quickly replied, "He has absolutely no interest in me." That comment was immediately met with disbelief. "How is that possible?

You're seriously slow when it comes to relationships. How does he treat others compared to how he treats you?" "He's cold to others. He's cold to me too." "Yeah, because bathing you during your period is totally something a cold person would do." Grace felt speechless. She hesitated for a long time before opening Ethan's contact. She finally sent a message. "Mr. Henderson, are you still awake?" It took ten minutes before he replied. "Thank you for tonight," she said.

Grace was confused by his reply. She stared at the screen, completely puzzled. Was it really him who changed her clothes and bathed her? She kept going back and forth. Another ten minutes passed, and she still couldn't bring herself to ask directly. But if she didn't ask, how was she supposed to face him tomorrow? On the other side of the city, Ethan sat in his study, resting his head on one hand as he stared at his phone. It wasn't hard to tell that Grace was anxious, even through the screen.

He hadn't touched the documents in front of him for a while. When his phone buzzed again, he glanced at it but didn't pick it up. Grace stayed restless until dawn. The next morning, she was immediately led to her new workstation by Tim upon arriving on the top floor of the office building. Her desk wasn't particularly special, but anyone heading into Ethan's office would have to pass by her.

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By lunchtime, even while focusing on work, she couldn't stop thinking about how she would handle seeing Ethan. But he never showed up. He didn't come to work for the next two days either. The relief of him not coming finally eased the tension she had been feeling, and she could finally focus on her work. Meanwhile, across the city, Yancey sat in a dimly lit bar, drunkenly scrolling through his phone.

Grace had been moved to a different department without consulting him, and she wasn't taking his calls. He had a feeling that Grace wasn't bluffing this time and that she really wasn't interested. The realization irritated him. As he reached for another drink, a hand pressed down on his wrist. "Yancey, something bothering you? You've been drinking a lot tonight." Yancey wasn't sure why, but ever since that incident in Southbrook, he had been paying far more attention to Grace than before.

She wasn't as weak and useless as he had once thought. "Are you drinking because of my sister, or you?" Alice asked, her tone light but probing. "She thinks you'd change your mind this time." Yancey straightened up immediately. "She really mentioned you?" Alice's gaze darkened. Grace had managed to get under Yancey's skin. That smirk did nothing but fuel her desire to get him back under her control.

"I'm probably just trying to mend my broken skin since she knows I've been feeling down lately," Alice sighed. Yancey spat, but there was a flicker of amusement in his eyes that he hadn't expected. Grace was still on his mind. He had been through a rough patch lately, and finding family has been looking to make amends. "If you need anything, just tell me. If Yancey won't help you, I will," Sloan offered earnestly. "It's nothing.

I just don't like the thought of her and Yancey working at the same company. But I'll get over it. Thank you, Sloan," she replied softly. Unfortunately, Julian had been keeping an eye on him lately, so he couldn't act recklessly. But then he thought about Hendricks. But maybe, Hendricks probably hated Grace just as much as he did. Without wasting another second, Sloan pulled out his phone and dialed Hendricks' number. Hendricks was in a unique position. He was Yancey's uncle.

If anything happened, Yancey's overly protective mother would definitely step in. And when that happened, the only one.