?Chapter 1239:


    As soon as Ethan stepped inside, his eyes immediatelynded on the bloodstained knife and the note lying on the table. He picked up the paper and frowned. The message was scrawled in dark red ink, the letters bold and uneven. Under the dim lighting, it looked almost as if it had been written in blood.<fn8a31> Find the newest release on ?ovelFind</fn8a31>


    It was handwritten, but that didn’t mean much. Tracing the person who had written this would be next to impossible.


    “Ethan, what should I do? Will they kill me?” Gracie clutched his hand, panic trembling in her voice. “You’re the only one I can count on now. They followed me here. What if they break in? What do I do then?”


    Ethan gave her a steady look, trying to calm her down. “Don’t worry. There is a security guard here. They won’t be able toe here. Get some rest. I’ll have someone look into this first thing tomorrow.”


    Gracie nodded through her tears. “Alright. But please stay. I’m scared they’lle once you leave.”


    Ethan nced at Elsa. Their rtionship had been tensetely, but he couldn’t take any chances with her safety. He gave a small nod and said nothing more. Unwilling to spend more time with Gracie, Elsa stood and pointed toward the stairs. “Go upstairs and sleep.”


    Gracie hesitated but eventually did as told.


    After Gracie had left, Elsa turned to Ethan. “She has massive debt, and you never told me? How could someone like that even think of marrying you? That is outrageous!”


    Ethan smirked sarcastically. “Would you have stopped pushing her toward me if you’d known?”


    Elsa’s face flushed with anger. “Of course. From now on, I won’t get involved in anything concerning you or your brother. It only leads to trouble. Your brother doesn’t even listen to me anymore. He can marry whoever he wants, I’m done.”


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    “Just focus on yourself. It’s better that way. Stop meddling in our lives,” Ethan said.


    Elsa folded her arms. “How much does Gracie actually owe?”


    Ethan shook his head. “On paper, it’s 14.8 billion. But there’s probably more. Undisclosed debts, hidden liabilities… We haven’t even calcted the full amount yet. The Wilson Group made plenty of enemies in Norview. Why else would Steven refuse to return to Norview?”


    Elsa exhaled sharply and sank into the couch. “You really never know people. I treated her like family and weed her into our home. And yet, she kept all of this from me. She’s not trustworthy. Ethan, marrying someone like her would only bring you endless trouble. I mean it. I won’t interfere in your life anymore.” She felt relieved to have discovered this early. Otherwise, things would have been much worse.


    A piercing scream shattered the quiet, reverberating from the upper floor. It was Gracie, her voiceced with terror.


    Elsa’s brow furrowed as she exchanged a nce with Ethan, irritation creeping into her tone. “What happened to her now?” she muttered.


    She had once pegged Gracie as the poised heiress of the Wilson Group, a figure of grace and affluence. Even after Gracie’s family’s financial ruin, Elsa assumed Gracie’s father had left her a tidy sum. Never had she imagined that the situation would turn out like this—Gracie had a huge debt to pay now.


    Ethan, equally frustrated, sighed heavily. “I’ll go see what is wrong.”


    As he stepped into the upstairs bedroom, Gracie’s shrieks still echoed, loud enough to rouse even the neighbors.


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