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.

her father, Quentin Lambert, were all

you weren't coming to cook today. Looks like you couldn't keep up the act. Go to the kitchen.

was sitting elegantly on the

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

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

entrance, finding the entire situation

with a slight frown. "Ms. Grace, you usually wake up at 5:00 am to cook breakfast. Why

saw her

turned and

"Grace, what's your problem? I'm really hungry! Just apologize to Alice for

all prefer your cooking, and you're

the staircase when she suddenly let out

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

ranked among

she had spent years pursuing Yancey, she had become a

dollars for each meal. Who's

plunged the room into

His face was dark and stormy, looking as if he no longer recognized

ridiculous! Where did you pick up such

tucked her hair behind her ear, her

all the effort. Yet Alice only asks what you'd like to eat, and that makes her the

to go upstairs, Alice immediately

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 just

her eyes, looking like

heart ached, and Liam jumped in to reprimand Grace. "Grace, look at what you've done! Why are you

curled her

looked even more aggrieved. "I knew it. No matter what