Chapter 43

Grace never backed down once she made up her mind—she directly got in touch with Victoria's landlord and straight-up offered a price ten times the market value to buy the apartment. For most people, that's a sky-high number, but to Grace? Just spare change. She didn't care if she ended up burning all that money—right now, all she wanted was to crush Victoria completely. The living room fell back into silence. Victoria slumped down on the floor, drained of energy, finally catching her breath. She wasn't sure whether Grace had meant every word she said earlier, but truth be told, it didn't really matter anymore. Her life had hit rock bottom already—what was one more blow? "Are you okay?" Henry sat beside her, his brows furrowed with worry as he looked at her, every bit of him aching for her. But just as he was about to pull her into a hug, she pushed him away firmly. "Sorry, I'm not in a good headspace right now. Can I have some time alone?" A gentle but clear signal for him to leave. He