Chapter 324

Charles Hart stormed into Grace Carter's office, eyes like ice, sharp and cold enough to cut right through steel. Grace lounged behind her massive desk, casually sipping red wine, looking totally unbothered. When she saw Charles barging in like a thunderstorm, a mocking smirk curled on her lips. “Well, well, what’s with the temper, Mr. Hart? Don’t tell me you’re mad about that little slut, Stella Johnson?” she said, swirling her glass, completely unimpressed. Charles closed the distance in a few strides, slamming his hands on the desk, towering over her. “Grace, what was the point of that rumor? I’m done working with you. Don't even think about using me again.” Grace let out a piercing laugh, like she’d just heard a joke. “Don’t act all righteous, Charles. Think you can actually keep Stella safe? I don’t care if she dies. If you pull out now, let’s see how long your little protection act lasts.” A cold, humorless chuckle escaped Charles. “That’s where you went wrong. I used to believe