Chapter 43

Grace had been resting in her room for about half an hour when someone knocked on the door again. When she opened it, Tim was standing outside. His tone remained strictly businesslike. "Ms. Lambert, Mr. Henderson invites you to join him for dinner." She had been snacking on apples all evening, and they had long since digested by now. Stepping into Ethan's room, she found the lights turned up to their brightest, illuminating an extravagant feast laid out on the table. He was seated by the table, silently flipping through a book. He lifted his gaze at the sound of her arrival, his voice calm and deep. "Sit." Grace was quite hungry, so she didn't hesitate and took a seat. "Thank you, Mr. Henderson." At least 15 dishes were spread across the table with all kinds of food imaginable. Grace couldn't help but be a little surprised. This level of dining was almost excessive. She picked up her cutlery and began eating at a steady pace. Meanwhile, Ethan set his book aside, took up a knife