Regret Came Too Late

The villa was engulfed in flames, with thick smoke rolling through the air. In the distance, the sound of fire trucks could already be heard.

Carmen also collapsed onto the ground, unable to believe what she was seeing. Then, she grabbed Liam by the shoulders. "What? What did you say?"

Liam's face was covered in ash, his eyes devoid of any spark. "Dad's still inside. The fire started in his room. We couldn't save him..."

Hearing this, Carmen also lunged toward the house, but when she reached the front door, the flames lashed out and scorched her arms. Tears streamed from her eyes because of the smoke, but she still fought her way into the blaze.

Grace ran over and quickly yanked her from the flames.

"Let me go! Let me go! Quentin!" Carmen thrashed wildly, her sharp nails leaving scratches all over Grace's arms.

Grave had no choice but to knock her out cold.

Carmen fell to the ground, limp. Grace then dragged her away toward Liam.

Liam was still crying, looking totally unlike the pampered young heir he was.

"Grace..." Liam kept sobbing.

Standing beside him and seeing him sniveling again, she couldn't help but give him another slap. "Look at how pathetic you are now. What's there to cry about? Think! Who set this fire? Now that Dad's gone, you have to run Lambert Group now."

Liam's face was blackened with soot, but there were two clean streaks where the tears had washed away the dirt. He wiped his face and clung tightly to Grace's leg. "Grace, please. Don't leave me."

Grace's temples throbbed. She refrained from kicking this useless mess away. She dialed 911 for an ambulance for Carmen and then came back to talk to the firefighters.

but charred wreckage. The hem of Grace's pants was scorched, making her look like she had been dragged out of an ash pit. In the ruins,

while everything else snapped and

also arrived. They needed to investigate the cause of the

drained. She quickly told

began combing through

him up. In just one night, their family was torn apart. Liam was only 19 years old, and the shock

look into the fire, but you've got a real fight ahead. Some of Dad's shares were

he did was think about how to sponge off others. Quentin had wanted him to learn

maybe we should

halt, and Grace grabbed him by

us with it.

Both of them were covered in ash, so all he could see was a pair of dark eyes on her face. He choked up again and started

of his collar, her expression calm. "Don't let me see you cry

silent, and even his sobs had

her place, Grace sent Liam to shower and tossed him one of her pajamas. Then, she went to shower as well and

wanted to follow, but the doorbell rang.

the quieter side. He barely spoke to anyone but Quentin,

around 30 years

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