Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

"Do you know the Yule family from Druville?" Simon asked.

Yasmine's hand tightened around the steering wheel. Judging by her reaction, Simon was sure she had recognized his family. The corner of his lips curled up slightly as he said nothing more.

Unexpectedly, she turned around. "You're from the Yule family?"

"Yes."

Yasmine's expression suddenly darkened as she frowned, clearly deep in thought. Suddenly, she said, "Mr. Yule, don't contact me in the future, and don't try to find me. Please get out right now."

She pulled over. Her intentions were apparent-she wanted him to get out of the

car.

Simon was shocked for a few seconds before slowly turning his head to her. "Are you chasing me out?"

After finding out he was from the Yule family, her first reaction wasn't to suck up to him but to chase him away.

Numerous people wanted to suck up to him, but he didn't bat an eye. He couldn't believe that he was rejected when he tried to be approachable for once.

Yasmine had a serious expression on her face. She even deleted all of his contact information from her phone in front of him.

"It's best for the both of us to not contact each other anymore. If you still need a sex partner, why don't you go find someone else?" she suggested.

Simon was so angry that he couldn't retort. While sitting on his seat, unwilling to move, he heard her mock, "Could it be that Mr. Yule has become addicted to those nights?"

Her words struck a nerve. He abruptly got out of the car and slammed the door shut. "Don't be too full of yourself!"

As soon as the door was closed, the car in front of Simon sped off without hesitation.noveldrama

Grace looked at Simon, who was stranded by the roadside, unsure whether she should stop. If she pulled over, knowing his personality, Simon would probably just tell her to scram. So, she ignored him and drove off.

Already fuming, Simon got even angrier after seeing his car drive away.

After reaching Yasmine's studio, Grace got out of the car and couldn't help herself but ask, "What happened between Mr. Yule and you?"

With a calm expression, Yasmine flicked her hair. "It's nothing. I just slept with the wrong man, and I don't want to get myself into trouble."

Grace was surprised. She finally realized the woman Simon had slept with behind his wife's back was Yasmine.

She recalled the love bites on Simon's neck. It was apparent that both of them were very passionate in bed, but then they suddenly broke it off just like that.

Suddenly, Grace remembered something. "Wait, this isn't right. Didn't you say that you were married? You're married and still hooking up with other people?"

It was hard for her to wrap her head around.

Yasmine rubbed between her eyes, looking like she regretted it too. "You have to keep this between us. My husband is serious with this kind of thing."

Grace realized Yasmine had been having an affair behind her husband's back. She was in disbelief as she believed Yasmine wasn't the kind of person to do such things.

The elevator had reached their floor. After getting off of it, Yasmine reminded her, "In other people's eyes, I'm the kind of good girt who isn't romantic at all. Mr. Yule and I just hit it off, and I didn't think much about it. He was really good-looking, after all."

Good-looking didn't even begin to cover it. These heirs, who were raised in wealthy families, had

bloodlines that had been refined

over generations. Withe

bit of

presence and power, they litap like light bulbs in a crowd.

Sleeping with Simon was definitely not a loss. If the woman had been slightlydovestruck, she would definitely be head over heels for him by now. It was surprising to see that Yasmine was completely unfazed.

Just as the door of the office opened, Yasmine became very serious. "Grace, I called those two artists to come here. You can have a look at them."

Grace immediately got rid of anything related to Simon from her mind. She waited a short while and finally saw two young men walking into the office.

Both of them were very eye-catching and memorable. One had long hair, while the other had a buzz cut. However, their expressions looked off.

When they saw Yasmine, they greeted her properly, "Yasmine."

Grace's gaze fell onto the long-haired man. He was so gorgeous that he didn't look like a man at all—he was simply too stunning.

Seemingly knowing what Grace was thinking, the long-haired man smiled at her. "Ms. Lambert, my name is Lyle Moore. Standing here beside me is my older brother, Zack Moore."

Both of them actually didn't look alike at all. On top of that, Zack had a cold demeanor and didn't seem to have any urge to talk.

Lyle stepped up, his eyes crinkling warmly, and introduced their situation.

It was a typical situation—both of them were orphans, and Yasmine had scouted them. Both had good looks and were good at acting, so they were recommended to come here.