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

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

who was sitting elegantly on the couch, smiled

my meals.

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.

entrance,

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 am? Everyone's been waiting. If you're going to be late, at least give us

just saw her as a

apron. Instead, she turned and walked

immediately jumped up. "Grace, what's your problem? I'm really hungry! Just apologize to

your cooking, and

when she suddenly let out a soft

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

be ranked among the

pursuing Yancey, she had become

dollars for

words plunged the room into an

His face was dark and

is ridiculous! Where did you

behind her ear, her gaze sweeping over the

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

around to go

cooking for us, saying it was to make up for things. I know you've never

like she had suffered some unimaginable

"Grace, look at what you've done! Why

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

more aggrieved. "I knew it. No matter what I do,