Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 407

Grace's smile was desolate.

"He didn't dislike me; he hated me. He hated that I had the blood of the Helix Line in me, hated that I was a witness to his crimes."

Damien’s heart ached. He pulled Grace into a fierce embrace.

"It's over, Grace. It's all in the past."

He whispered in her ear, "That old bastard Alistair Hart is dead. He got off too easy! If I had known all this sooner, I would have made him beg for death!"

"It's not over."

Grace pushed him away and closed the diary, her fingertips gently caressing the cover.

"Alistair Hart is dead, but others are still alive."

Damien immediately understood what she meant. "You suspect Dorian knew about it too?"

"How could he not know?" Grace scoffed. "In this family, Cassian was arrogant and Lucian was volatile. Dorian was the only one with a brain. He acted the most harmless, the most gentle. He would even sneak me candy. But he was also the one who stood by and did nothing about Mom's death."

"Tomorrow." Grace closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm going to the office tomorrow."

Damien looked at her pale face, his heart aching with concern. "But your health…"

She was pregnant, and her constitution was already weak. The doctor had given strict orders for her to rest.

"I'm fine." Grace shook her head. "Damien, I'm not tired. The thought of what my mother suffered gives me all the strength I need."

"I'm going to make them pay for what they owe my mother and me, with interest!"

***

The next morning, Grace arrived at the office.

"Good morning, Ms. Hart!"

"Morning, Ms. Hart!"

Employees passing by offered respectful nods and hushed greetings, their gazes lingering with a mix of curiosity and awe.

Everyone knew that the young woman who had once been kicked out of the Hart family was now the true owner of the building.

Grace walked straight ahead, her gaze fixed, and pushed open the door to Dorian's office.

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