Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 332

"The meeting dragged on until 10:00 pm.

Everyone was completely drained, and even Grace herself answered candidly

when asked about the company's future. What they needed now were profitable

projects. Without them, the company would continue their slow death march until

they inevitably collapsed.

After all, under the executives were still thousands of employees relying on a

paycheck. The monthly expenses were astronomical. Once the cash ran dry,

bankruptcy would be inevitable.

By the time Grace got home, her eyes were burning from exhaustion. All she

wanted now was to crash and get some sleep.

Unbeknownst to her, someone was already on their way to Carmen that very

night.

After Quentin's funeral, Carmen chose to leave the world behind and become a

nun at a convent nestled four hours outside the city.

Someone made the long drive through the night to reach her, ready to twist the

truth.

"Your beloved son was led astray by her," the visitor said in a steady, patient

voice.

"All the old executives who built the company alongside Quentin-she fired them

all. Don't you want to come out and set things right? Don't you want to see your

son, who's been suffering?"

Carmen kept her eyes closed, slowly rolling her rosary beads between her fingers

while continuing to mutter verses under her breath.

The visitor wasn't fazed by the cold reception and kept going.

"Mrs. Lambert, you're Quentin's wife. The public trusts you. If you come forward

and tell everyone that Grace orchestrated all of this out of greed for the Lambert

family's fortune, then Liam might still have a chance.

"People won't blame him; they'll just pity him for being betrayed by his own sister."

remained shut, and her lips moved in constant

don't you try calling Liam

is real. I'm not lying. Oh, right. I almost

him, you can't. Grace has already

as CEO, there's no way she's letting

matter what that person said, Carmen

visitor's patience cracked. "Mrs. Lambert, I've been speaking

been keeping your eyes closed.

disrespectful?"

had shaved off all her hair

Quentin was alive, he was really nice to her. She

finest delicacies, and live a

had started from nothing together, and he

deeply than she had ever

he was gone, life itself

Carmen could no longer

and what was false.

only her prayers and the

company, she found a

candle beside her and made a cross with

then did she speak.

came.

by my

forgot

too. The

failure as a

her life

somehow make

Alice all these

it was all

was a

of it, I lost

my father... Even

have

daughter can

tell me, why

single

if

of the world.

"You don't even

locked away right now.

another candle, kneeled down again,

a small, almost sorrowful

For what? He crossed

one should cross.

he should be punished.

son. If he

he would've

his hands and knees to

me. But if he's

knows he's

anger flaring uncontrollably. She knocked

prayer candles, the sound echoing sharply through the

want to play the saint, Mrs.

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