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."

and her lips moved in constant

don't you try calling Liam

Oh, right. I almost

you can't. Grace has already

there's no way

that person said, Carmen continued

"Mrs. Lambert,

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

disrespectful?"

hair and now wore only coarse,

was alive, he was really nice to her. She used to wear

delicacies, and live a life most could only

from nothing together, and he had

loved Quentin more deeply than she had ever

life itself had lost all meaning for

seeing Alice's true colors, Carmen

and what was false.

only her prayers and the distant echo

company, she found a bittersweet kind of

candle beside her and made a cross

then did she speak.

know why you came. In the past,

by my

forgot

daughter too. The

my failure

her life harder,

make up

owed Alice all these

in the end, it was

was a

of it,

father...

I have nothing left.

daughter can

tell me, why

a single word you

was calm, almost detached as if she had

of the world.

don't even care

right now.

candle, kneeled down

small, almost

For what?

one should

should be

If he

would've crawled

hands and

if he's hiding.

he knows he's

visitor was speechless, his anger flaring uncontrollably.

prayer candles, the sound

want to play the saint, Mrs.

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