Chapter 421

Just as the atmosphere in the room grew tense, someone knocked on the private lounge door. Julian and his bodyguards appeared at the entrance. Grace instantly regretted leaving a crack in the door. Julian walked in slowly and placed Daphne's phone down beside Grace. "Ms. Lambert, this number came from the assistant your father left behind. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?" If it had been anyone else, they might've thrown Sebastian under the bus, but Grace was different. At this moment, she felt trapped between a rock and a hard place—Ethan was still upset, and now the devil himself, Julian, had shown up. Her mind raced for a few seconds before she gave a composed smile. "Sebastian hasn't used this number for years. He gave it away a long time ago. Mr. Sidler, if you want to pin something on me using that, it's a little far-fetched, don't you think?" Julian sat across from her, resting his elbow on the back of the chair. His posture was lazy, but it carried an undeniab