"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."

Carmen's eyes remained shut, and her lips moved in constant

visitor sneered, "Why don't you try calling Liam

you is real. I'm not lying. Oh, right. I almost forgot. Even if

Grace has already got

as CEO, there's no way

person said, Carmen continued

"Mrs. Lambert, I've been

you've been keeping your eyes

disrespectful?"

shaved off all her hair and now

alive, he was really nice to

and live a life most

and he had never once

had loved Quentin more deeply than

gone, life itself had lost

Carmen could no

and what was false.

silence of the convent, with only her prayers and the

company, she found a bittersweet kind

her and made a cross with quiet

then did she speak.

came. In

blind-blinded by my

I forgot

daughter too. The

was my failure as a

her

somehow make

Alice all these

in the end, it was all a lie.

Alice said was a

it,

my father...

have nothing left.

daughter can

completely, tell me,

single word

as if she had truly seen through the

of the world.

desperate. "You don't even care about your

locked away right now. Only you can

down again,

a small, almost

what? He crossed

should

he should

son. If

would've crawled

and

if

knows

was speechless, his anger flaring

sound

the saint, Mrs.

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