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

sneered, "Why don't you try calling Liam yourself?

right. I almost forgot. Even if you want

has already got him locked

CEO, there's no way

matter what that person

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

been keeping your eyes

disrespectful?"

shaved off all her hair

nice to her.

and live a life most could

from nothing together, and

Quentin more deeply

life itself had lost

after seeing Alice's true colors, Carmen could no longer tell

and what was false.

convent, with only

a

beside her and made a cross with quiet reverence.

then did she speak.

why you came.

blind-blinded by

forgot

daughter too.

was my failure as a mother.

her

would somehow make

owed Alice all these

the end, it was all a

Alice said was a lie.

of it,

my father... Even

I have nothing

daughter can

completely, tell me, why should

single word you

voice was calm, almost detached as if she

of the world.

don't even care about your own

right now. Only

candle, kneeled down again,

a small, almost sorrowful

For what?

should

he should

If he truly

he would've

hands and knees

me. But if

knows

anger flaring uncontrollably.

candles, the sound echoing sharply through the quiet

want to play the saint, Mrs. Lambert? Fine.

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