Chapter 118

Jodie, barely in her 20s, was already playing this dirty. Grace kicked out hard, sending Jodie stumbling to the side. But Jodie wasn't done. Fueled by fury, she went for another vase without hesitation. "Go to hell, Grace!" she snarled. Before she could swing it, a voice cut through the room. "What the hell are you doing?" Jodie froze. She looked up toward the doorway and saw Ethan sitting in his wheelchair. "Uncle Ethan," she greeted. Wasn't Ethan supposed to be at work? Ethan's brows furrowed when he saw Grace clutching her bleeding hand. His voice turned cold. "What are you doing?" Jodie quickly set the vase down and rushed to his side. "Uncle Ethan, how could you let this bitch into Palm Bay? Did you forget she's the reason you ended up in a wheelchair? She even made Yancey lose his baby. I hate her! I wish she were gone for good." The more she spoke, the more worked up she got. She dropped to a crouch in front of Ethan, her entire face flushed red with rage. Ethan s