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.

had been dragged out of an ash pit. In

while everything else snapped and creaked as it

arrived. They needed to investigate the cause

saw Liam sitting a distance away, dazed and drained. She quickly told the officers, "I'll leave it

began combing through the

was torn apart. Liam was only 19 years old, and the shock was too

you've got a real fight ahead. Some of Dad's shares were transferred to me, and I haven't had the chance to return them. I'll draw up a transfer agreement. So, from now on, you're the CEO of

others. Quentin had wanted

should sell

halt, and Grace

nothing. He poured his heart and soul into it and never once. bothered us with it. The company isn't at the point where it needs to

all he could see was a pair of dark eyes on her face. He choked up again and started

go of his collar, her expression calm. "Don't let me

remained silent, and even his sobs had

him one of her pajamas. Then, she went to shower as well and dried

Liam wanted to follow, but

side. He barely spoke to anyone but Quentin, but he was good at what

30 years old. He had already prepared

before I come back. Please include their market value as well. Also, sell whatever you can