Regret Came Too Late

When Yancey returned to the room where Alice was staying, he arrived just in time to see her fully dressed and about to start her live stream.

Alice hadn't even bothered to check on the orchard. It was too remote, there was no air conditioning, and the place was swarming with mosquitoes at night.

She had no intention of subjecting herself to such misery. Instead, all her live streams were conducted from the most luxurious room in the guesthouse.

Alice quickly asked, "Yancey, have you seen Grace? I heard the farmers refuse to work with her because she set the prices too high. She's got over 20 thousand orders stuck with no way to ship them out. If she cancels, wouldn't that affect Henderson Group too?"

Yancey's impatience flared. "She only took on the Southbrook project to spite you. If things have come to this, she brought it on herself. Did she really think she had what it took to handle this?"

Alice was already seated before the camera, though the live stream hadn't started yet. "Yancey, do you think Uncle Ethan will fire her over this?"

He didn't have an answer to that. He just knew that the thought of Ethan and Grace staying across from each other left an uncomfortable knot in his chest.

With so many rooms available, what was the reason for that particular arrangement?

His mind drifted back to Ethan's accident, the one that left him crippled. It had been because of Grace. Would Ethan have let them off so easily if it had been anyone else?

had never liked his cold and distant uncle, but now, his irritation deepened. Could

If he didn't want something, he'd rather throw it away than let it fall into

soft on her just because she blocked you, she'll probably pull this trick again

a little concern, but she

here a few more days and toughen up.

she was offering well-meaning advice, but every

three days away from completing your assistance project for the farmers. Once you're back in the capital, I'll buy you a sports car."

in their sweet

had sprayed her aching knee with disinfectant spray countless times. The entire village had come together, and after working tirelessly until 2:00 pm, they had finally packed

thousand orders, which meant she had sold 450 thousand pounds of apples in just

was starving, her head spinning

approached her, their eyes filled with admiration. "Grace,

must be hungry, right? The food will be

thousand pounds in total. In just one night, she had practically cleared