Chapter 333

Chapter 333:

Her gaze drifted toward Jessie across the room. “Indeed, cutting off the danger early is the only way to prevent a disaster later p>

Despite Jessie’s repeated vows to stay clear-headed, once infatuation took over, she always stumbled headfirst into trouble. She would paint Bernie as some flawless savior and completely miss the cracks in his pathetic act.

Gracie refused to let her spiral down the same catastrophic path again.

Once they finished breakfast, Brayden’s phone buzzed sharply. He stepped aside to answer, his expression darkening within seconds. “Alright. I’ll return right away p>

A prickle of unease ran through Gracie. “What happened p>

Brayden exhaled slowly, tension tightening his jaw. “There was an accident at the North Hills project. Three workers fell from a building—one died on the spot, and two are in critical condition. I need to take care of it now p>

A chill slid down her spine as she asked, “Isn’t Aiden overseeing that project? Where did he go p>

Brayden didn’t hesitate. “He’s already at the hospital,” he said, his tone clipped with impatience. “With an accident this severe, he can’t handle the fallout on his own. I need to get over there immediately p>

A quiet edge settled into his voice. “If you don’t feel comfortable staying here, come with me now p>

Gracie gave a small shake of her head, her hair brushing her cheek. “I’ll stay. There are still a couple of things I need to sort out p>

“Fine,” Brayden conceded, leaning in just enough to make his warning unmistakable. “But steer clear of Delia. Don’t wander off alone, and no matter how warm she acts, don’t buy into it.” He paused, jaw tightening. “Call me the moment something feels off. I’ll come back right away p>

Gracie tracked his retreating figure, concern tightening between her brows.

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The accident was bound to erupt into a public storm. “Aiden, you’re really digging your own grave,” Gracie huffed under her breath.

Once she finished eating, she intended to clear her head with a short walk.

But the moment she rose from her seat, a figure slid neatly into her path.

Speak of the devil—there she was.

“Good morning, Gracie.” Delia clicked closer on sharp heels, her crimson lips curving in a confident smile. “I noticed Brayden heading out by himself. Isn’t the gathering still going p>

“The company called him in, so he had to go,” Gracie answered, her tone courteous yet cool. “His presence doesn’t really affect the rest of the schedule, does it p>

“Of course not.” Delia let out a light laugh. “Do you have a minute? I was hoping we could talk p>

Worried Gracie might turn her down, she hurried to add, “It’s work-related p>

Gracie allowed a soft smile to bloom at the corners of her mouth. One of the answers she’d been hunting for was finally within reach. “I’m free. Lead the way p>