Regret Came Too Late

Alice was impeccably dressed, ending elegance down to her 200-thousand-

dollar handtop.

Around her stood several senior technical experts from Lambert Group. Their gates toward her carried both admiration and respect.

Most of these tech leads were in their mid-'jön, and ama

slightly younger omnes, many harbored feelings for Alice.

O quickly spotted Grace and curved her lips into a smile. "Grace, you're staying here too?"

The tech leads were familiar with Grace. After all, the two had faced off in a live stream before. Now, their expressions were filled with undisguised disdain. "sedl have time to hang around, Mts Grace? Have those go thousand orders been shipped yet?"!

Teah, some people accomplish nothing while Ms. Alice here has already led banan-

dollar projects at

b belt a yo

"That weren't that ve stream, I wouki't

have even kosman she was the Lambert family's oldest daughter."

Their taughter rang out, dripping with mockery.

Alsce quickly intervened saying "Enmagh, don't say that You're all inquity employees, and my sister is technically yotir superior."

Someone scoffed. "Does she even own any shares in the company?

before carefully

will give thein to her sooner or

that case, she's

More Laughter followed.

and gently conndested her, "Grace, don't take it to heart. They're all tech experts and blunt by mature. I

of power struggles, but their loyalty could make or break an executive's position. Winning them over meant curing

herself into their circle. Even this small agricultural le strm project had them these tech experts. It was obvious that Alice commanded real authority at Lambert Group. ly following her

had no interest in wasting her time on these trivialities and

in the

"eldest daughter" of the Lambert family walk away without even acknowledging

she not mualice they could make her life miserable if

supposed to mean? You look down on

mid-step, impatience flashing in her

the videoilly. "A bunch of

gossiping about a young woman. Does that make

at work that you've completely lost touch with reality, haven't you? 1 have no conflicts of interest with any of you, but to me, you're

Smug and greary.

like a slap to the face, unuitantly

Quentin, has to treat us with respect. Who do you think you

wonder how he'd feat knowing you all a groveling at his daughter's feet behind his back. It might make him a

a Lansbert. Andishicd,

man would still be interested in their weary, apng

most of them had

wires. But men had their

with someone like Alice-young,

which m