"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."

and her

"Why don't you try calling Liam yourself? Everything

right. I almost forgot. Even if you want

you can't. Grace has already got him locked down. Until

as CEO, there's no way she's

what that person said,

the visitor's patience cracked. "Mrs.

and you've been keeping your eyes closed. Don't you think that's

disrespectful?"

all her hair and now wore only coarse, plain

nice to her. She used

finest delicacies, and live

started from nothing together, and

more deeply than

that he was gone, life itself had lost

Carmen could no longer tell

and what was false.

the silence of the convent, with only her prayers and the distant

found a bittersweet kind of

and

then did she speak.

why you came.

by my

I forgot that

daughter too.

my failure

her life harder,

would somehow make up

owed Alice all these

end, it was all a

said was

it, I

my father... Even

have nothing

daughter can deceive

tell me,

a single word

almost detached as if she had truly seen through the

of the world.

"You don't even care about your own

away right now. Only you

kneeled down again, and resumed her prayers.

a small, almost sorrowful

For what? He

should

he should be punished.

son. If he truly

he would've

his hands and knees to

if he's hiding.

he knows he's

was speechless, his anger flaring uncontrollably. She

the sound echoing sharply through

Mrs.

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