Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 270: Regret

Chapter 270: Regret

"Suspect Donald has confessed, and you’ve also become a suspect in drug trafficking and money laundering. Please come with us!" another officer said expressionlessly.

Grace’s eyes widened in shock, almost unable to believe his words!

Donald had actually confessed and dragged her into this? She had only complained about Eric in front of him, using him a bit, while he had taken it upon himself to handle Eric!

She had never been involved in drug trafficking!

"Mom, don’t panic. I’ll find you the best lawyer!" Henry said, a flash of pain in his eyes. She was his biological mother, and he didn’t want this outcome for her.

James’s face darkened with anger as he slammed his hand on the dining table. "This is your doing! Grace, from now on, everything you do is none of my business!"

He was both angry and hurt. He had treated Grace sincerely, always standing by her side when Eric insulted her.

No matter what happened, he had chosen to believe in Grace. If it weren’t for that recording, he might have remained oblivious until his dying day, continuing to trust her!

"James... I didn’t do drugs, I swear I didn’t!" Grace cried out, her composure as a wealthy lady completely shattered, tears streaming down her face.

"Whether you did or not, it won’t be long before the divorce papers arrive. The Nelson family can’t afford this shame! I, James, would rather have never met you, Grace!"

James was so angry he couldn’t even finish his breakfast. "You poisonous woman, you shameless harlot! You’ve put such a huge green hat on me, and you still have the face to stay here? Get out... Take her away, don’t dirty my space!"

The two officers exchanged glances, then quietly took Grace away, seeing how red-faced James was with rage.

Grace cried and shouted as Henry tried to comfort her, urging her to calm down. He promised to find a lawyer and fight the case well, assuring her it wouldn’t end badly.

But Grace was filled with pain and despair. She had thought the man who loved her and cared for her would never betray her, yet he had turned against her, dragging her down!

She imagined everyone who knew her would laugh at her shamelessness, despising her cruelty and malice!

James looked at the beautiful villa and the empty dining room, letting out a long sigh, filled with melancholy and a sense of failure.

The Nelson Group had once been glorious, but now it had suffered greatly.

When Victoria died, he had felt guilt and pain, but after learning from that fraud doctor that Eric’s blood type was AB, all his guilt vanished, replaced with overwhelming hatred.

But now, he was the one being played with!

Who had sent that fraud doctor? Although there was no evidence, James was sure it was tied to Donald and Grace!

"I, James, have lived for decades... only to find myself even more of a failure than before... thinking I had a beloved woman and a sensible son..."

James slumped down, his head pounding.

What face did he have left to show Eric? At least Victoria hadn’t betrayed him; over the years, she had treated him with care and tenderness...

It turned out that sometimes, when one is blind to the truth, a single misstep can lead to a lifetime of regret.

Three days after the incident.

Ella groggily opened her eyes and saw that Eric was already up, on the phone.

"Yeah, I’ll be at Country W soon. Have them notify the reception department to prepare the materials I need!"

Eric’s sharp features looked especially handsome in the morning light, and as Ella listened to his conversation, her sleepiness vanished.

She sat up, ran her little fingers through her slightly messy hair, and lazily squinted at Eric as he turned to face her.

"What’s wrong? Off on another business trip?" Ella asked, reluctant to see him go.

Eric came over, sat on the edge of the bed, and kissed her cheek. "Yeah, there’s a big client at Country W I need to meet. If I can get a partnership with Anderson Enterprises, it’ll stabilize the project Brian and I are investing in! But even if it doesn’t work out, Country W’s business will still grow."

Ella smiled, brushing her fingers over his now-gentler face. "Just be careful and don’t overwork yourself!"

Eric’s eyes held a hint of a smile. "You don’t need to worry this time; I’ve taken care of Donald’s henchmen. By the way, that maid pretending to be Mrs. Harris is actually a killer who admires Donald. But she’s not as capable as Blood Wolf; otherwise..."

Ella shuddered at the memory of that day.

Eric was right—if that woman had been more skilled, she might have lost her life!

"Get up and go for a run; you can’t skip a day!" Eric said seriously, fixing his gaze on her. "Even though I’ve hired two more experienced bodyguards, they can’t protect you every second!"

Ella nodded, her cheeks flushing pink, prompting Eric to lean in and kiss her again.

"Babe, are you really leaving for the airport soon? Can I come see you off?" As Eric stood up, Ella quickly jumped out of bed.

She wrapped her arms around his strong frame, nuzzling against him like a little kitten. "Honey, can’t you take me with you?"

"Aren’t you supposed to be in class?" Eric chuckled. "Ella, is it because your handsome husband is going out that you’re worried about other women stealing him away?"

Ella huffed, "Of course not! I’m not worried at all!"

Previously, she thought it was petty when Eric got jealous.

But now that he was going on a business trip, she truly worried about the temptations abroad.

After all, Eric had a face that could charm anyone; women would throw themselves at him!

Just like Rachel, Leah, and the previous Hannah and Avery back home.

Eric was practically a magnet for trouble, drawing women wherever he went!

"Be good, pack up my clothes while I wash my face!"

Eric kissed her passionately, then rushed to the bathroom.

Ella felt a pang of emptiness and reluctantly started gathering Eric’s clothes.

It was summer, so she didn’t need to pack much; she tossed three outfits into his suitcase, then added a few of her own things.

After packing, Ella felt like it wasn’t enough, so she quickly grabbed a pen and paper. "Eric, no flirting with other women! Or I’ll find someone else!"

Once she finished, she drew a big smiley face, folded it up energetically, and tucked it into his clothes.

Eric emerged looking refreshed. Since the client was important, he kissed Ella again, didn’t even have time for breakfast, and left.

Ella watched his car drive away, feeling frustrated. "He said he’d take me out tonight—what a liar!"