Chapter 339

Grace climbed out of the car, feeling thoroughly humiliated. As she was about to shut the door, she still couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Henderson, do you still want me to arrange for the chef?" The only response she got was the sharp slam of the car door. She stood there for a second, the message loud and clear. Yeah. She had definitely pissed Ethan off again. Somehow, she had a real talent for it too. Managing to irritate someone as cold and detached as Ethan this many times wasn't easy. Unfortunately, it seemed to be her specialty. Before she could fully gather herself, Andrea appeared, her eyes lighting up at the sight of her. But her tone turned cutting almost immediately. "I thought you'd be riding off with him," Andrea said mockingly. "I guess you're not as special as you think." Grace's brows knitted together as she turned to face Andrea. A month ago, Andrea had been timid, practically shrinking into herself. Now, she had somehow learned to sneer. Grace asked quietly, "Andr