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."

eyes remained shut, and her lips moved in constant

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

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

can't. Grace has already got

as CEO, there's no way she's

that person said, Carmen continued praying,

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

keeping your eyes closed. Don't you think

disrespectful?"

her hair

was really nice to her.

and live a

nothing together, and he had never

Quentin more deeply than

Now that he was gone, life itself had

Carmen could no longer tell what was

and what was false.

the convent, with only her prayers and

she found a bittersweet

slowly lit a candle beside her and made a

then did she speak.

know why you came. In

blind-blinded by

I forgot

too.

was my failure as a mother.

her

somehow make

owed Alice

end, it was

said was a

of it,

father... Even

I have

daughter can

me, why should

single

voice was calm, almost detached as if she had truly seen through

of the world.

more desperate. "You don't even care about your own son?

locked away right now. Only you

candle, kneeled down again, and resumed

small,

For what?

one should cross.

should be punished.

If

he would've

and knees to

if he's hiding.

knows he's

was speechless, his anger flaring uncontrollably. She

prayer candles, the sound echoing

the saint, Mrs. Lambert? Fine. When

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