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.

Carmen, and her father, Quentin Lambert, were all sitting

you couldn't keep up the act. Go to the kitchen.

sitting elegantly on the

my meals. I don't want to get bloated. Yancey and I are taking some glamor shots

that, she turned to Carmen. "Mom, Dad, what would you like to eat?" Carmen's face instantly lit up with a bright smile, and she stroked Alice's head tenderly. "Alice, you're so

entrance,

housekeeper walked over and handed her an apron with 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

all just saw her

turned and walked toward the stairs. Everyone

hungry! Just apologize to

prefer your cooking, and

she suddenly

she wasn't smiling, she had a cool, distant air. Her complexion was so

undoubtedly be ranked among the top beauties of

she had spent years pursuing Yancey, she had become

charging 100 thousand dollars for

plunged the room

newspaper onto the coffee table. His face was dark and stormy, looking as if

ridiculous! Where did you pick

hair behind her ear, her gaze sweeping over the four people in the

for free? I'm the one putting in all the effort. Yet Alice only asks what you'd like to eat, and that makes her the considerate one. If she's so thoughtful, let

around to go upstairs, Alice

I know you've never liked me since I came back five years ago. You always think I stole something from you. Fine, I'll

like she

Grace. "Grace, look at what you've done! Why are you always like

her chest and curled

clearly hadn't expected that response. Her eyes gaze looked even more aggrieved. "I knew it. No matter what I do, you'll never