Regret Came Too Late

Grace finished eating and was about to leave when she hesitated and asked, "Can you lend me some money?"

Joanne took a deep breath. "You spent 200 thousand dollars on a pair of cufflinks for Yancey last week, and now you're telling me you're broke?"

Grace awkwardly scratched her cheek. "I had to borrow money just to pay my hospital bill yesterday. I'll pay you back."

Joanne transferred ten thousand dollars to her and patted her shoulder. "Your family cut off your spending ages ago. But instead of saving for yourself, you kept using your money to buy gifts for Yancey and even tried to win over his relatives.

"There's no point lecturing you on this. You don't have to pay me back. If you don't have anywhere to stay tonight, just come back here."

Grace felt a wave of gratitude for Joanne.

Since she had decided to apply for a job at Henderson Group, she needed to return home to find her ID and other important documents.

When she arrived at the Lambert residence, she felt a little uneasy as she rang the doorbell.

A young man's voice called out from inside. "Who is it?"

The door swung open, and Liam stood there. The moment he saw her, his face darkened with frustration.

"Grace, what the hell? Didn't I tell you to come back early and make breakfast? You're just getting home now? Hurry up, I'm starving."

Grace looked at the tall, handsome young man standing in front of her, then lowered her head and slowly changed her shoes at the entrance.

"Don't we have a housekeeper?"

"The housekeeper's food isn't as good as yours. What's wrong with you? You've been doing this for so long, and now you suddenly want to act differently? Cooking for the family is your responsibility, isn't it?

"Even when you had a high fever before, you still cooked for us. Mom would praise you, and you'd be happy about it for hours."

Grace felt a heavy weight in her chest after hearing that. Her gaze drifted to the couch.

Quentin Lambert, were

keep up the act. Go to the kitchen. Your brother is starving. You really

the couch, smiled softly

broccoli. Don't add too much salt to my meals. I don't want to get bloated. Yancey

face instantly

by the entrance, finding the entire situation

a slight frown. "Ms. Grace, you usually wake up at 5:00 am to cook breakfast. Why are you only getting back at 7:00 am? Everyone's been waiting. If you're going to be late, at least give us

just saw her as

the apron. Instead, she turned and walked toward the stairs.

problem? I'm really hungry! Just apologize to Alice for missing her

spoke up as well. "They all prefer your cooking, and you're used to it.

the staircase when she suddenly let out a soft chuckle after hearing

naturally striking-stunning and refined. When she wasn't smiling, she had a cool, distant air. Her complexion was so fair that her

among the top

because she had spent years pursuing Yancey, she had become a

thousand dollars for each meal.

words plunged the room into an eerie

coffee table. His face was dark and stormy, looking as if he no

Where did you pick up such

hair behind her ear, her

I'm the one putting in all the effort. Yet Alice only asks what you'd like

turned around to go upstairs,

it was to make up for things. I know you've never liked me since I came back five years ago. You always think I stole something from you. Fine,

her eyes, looking like she had suffered

to reprimand Grace. "Grace,

in her chest and curled her lips into a faint smirk. "Sure. Move out. Want me to help

gaze looked even more aggrieved. "I knew