When Selene stepped out of the elevator, she happened to run into Grace, who was heading downstairs to take out the trash.


    She quickly tugged her cor up and tidied her messy hair.


    She had no idea that Grace had already caught a glimpse of her in the private roomst time.


    Grace also felt a little awkward. She thought to herself, "What lousy timing to be taking out the trash at this exact moment..."


    She quickly tried to ease the tension.


    "Um, I parked your car in the garage. I''ll return your keys in a bit," Grace said.


    Selene was usually calm andposed. But right now, she couldn''t even pretend to be calm.


    She knew all too well about Damien''s possessiveness. If he deliberately left marks, they wouldn''t fade for a week.


    Since she wasn''t wearing a high cor tonight, Grace must''ve seen everything by


    now.


    She opened her mouth to exin, but when it came to her and Damien''s


    rtionship, it was hard to even put into words.


    Grace, however, was tactful enough to step into the elevator first.


    "I''ll head down and take out the trash. You should hurry up and go get some rest."


    Selene breathed a sigh of relief and managed a smile. "Thanks."


    Once back in her apartment, she immediately rushed to the bathroom and checked in the mirror.


    Sure enough, her neck was covered in marks.


    Selene pulled out her phone and saw a message from Vincent. In that instant, she feltpletely drained.


    If Damien kept this up, her rtionship with Vincent was bound to fall apart.


    Ever since her schooling days, she had lost countless connections because of Damien.


    Back then, she thought it was because he had been raised too strictly by the Jensen family and that he had been overly attached to her since childhood. She thought hecked a sense of security and was afraid she would abandon him if she dated someone.


    Selene had always been more mature than her peers. She had always known what she wanted.


    Growing up in the Jensen family, she was aware that her position was precarious, so she worked diligently, excelling both academically and professionally.


    In truth, she didn''t like the environment in the Jensen family. Everyone looked at her strangely as if they all knew she was an outsider.


    When she was little, she had to be extra kind to Damien just so the family would see her worth.


    She hadn''t liked Damien at first, but over time, she couldn''t help but grow fond of him as a little brother.


    But it seemed Damien became increasingly dependent on her. The family also noticed this, and their attitude toward her grew colder. Sensing this, she wisely left the family business and started her own venture.


    She never expected Damien to suddenly spiral like this. Now rumors spread that the siblings were at odds, which actually brought relief to the Jensen family.


    People had long spected that Damien had feelings for her. If that were true, it would be disgraceful. After all, they were siblings in name, and she had been raised in the Jensen family.


    If word got out that she was brought into the family to be groomed as a bride, it would be even more scandalous.


    Selene massaged her sore neck as she sat on the couch.


    A message from Damien popped up.


    She usually ignored him. Most of the time, he was just talking to himself.


    She had blocked him before, buttely, his behavior had be so erratic that she was afraid blocking him again might trigger something worse, so she unblocked him.


    This time, he sent a photo of himself holding his little member.


    The image was explicit, to say the least, but she had to admit the kid had really grown up... and was rather well-endowed.


    Her brow twitched furiously, and she couldn''t help but reply, "Damien, are you a pervert?"


    He didn''t reply for a long while.


    Selene threw her phone aside, struggling to resist the urge to block him again. Soon, he called.


    "Sis, you home yet?" he asked.


    No matter how many times she pped him, he could always bounce back and call her like nothing happened.


    She gave a nonchnt grunt in reply, only to hear his breathing suddenly deepen. "What... What are you doing?"


    Damien scoffed. "What do you think? You started the fire and won''t put it out, so I have to do it myself."


    Selene gritted her teeth. She didn''t even know what to say anymore. She just felt helpless. Incredibly helpless.


    She hung up immediately and felt her entire body burning with frustration.


    That was when the doorbell rang.


    She quicklyposed herself and went to open the door.


    Grace was standing outside, there to return the car keys.


    Her gaze happened tond on the still-lit phone screen, where Damien''stest indecent photo was disyed in full view.


    Selene felt mortified, and her face flushed red. No matter how shameless she was, she wanted to vanish on the spot.


    Grace politely averted her eyes, handed over the keys, and said, "Goodnight."


    Then, she quickly turned around and closed her apartment door with a loud bang.


    Back in her room, Grace let out a long breath.


    She suddenly recalled how the media had been making a fuss about the Jensen siblings turning against each other, but now she knew the truth behind the scenes was very different.


    Still, Selene didn''t seem to like Damien. Who knew how things between them would eventually turn out?


    Now lying in bed, Grace couldn''t sleep. That was when her phone buzzed.


    She thought it might be Ed, but it turned out to be a message from Liam.


    "Grace, the Henderson family just


    called off the engagement. Alicet


    locked herself in her room again. We


    know what she''s doingan


    there."


    Grace growned. So, Yancey got a beating and really canceled the wedding?


    She didn''t feel much about it now. She was just about to turn off her phone when


    Yancey sent another message.


    "Don''t you think you should seriously


    investigate the car ident that


    caused your amnesia? Grace,


    eline


    suspect someone deliberately


    caused it."


    At first, she didn''t intend to respond. But that line made her sit up straight.


    "What do you mean?"


    Yancey knew that if he said anything irrelevant at this point, she''d stop replying. "Your memory loss might not have been from the crash. It could''ve been drug- induced."


    He already had a suspect in mind, but he didn''t dare say the name.


    He had a gut feeling that Ethan was capable of anything. The calm demeanor he showed might all be just a facade.