Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 124

---- Chapter 124, Grace had just finished speaking when one of the bodyguards, red with rage, lifted his hand and slapped her hard across the face. She hadn't expected him to actually hit her, so she hadn't dodged in time. The sting exploded across her cheek. His eyes were bloodshot. "Ms. Alice is a thousand times better than you ever were. Back at the Lambert residence, you treated all of us like crap. If it weren't for Ms.

Alice, we would've quit a long time ago." Grace held her cheek, the pain throbbing deep. She couldn't help but wonder -was she really that awful before? Had she truly been so ruthless? The second bodyguard didn't stop the slap. He had wanted to do the same thing for a while. In his eyes, Grace was trash - vicious and toxic. She deserved to be treated like dirt. Grace let out a soft laugh but said nothing. She made a mental note to remember that slap.

The car rolled to a stop in front of the psychiatric hospital. They dragged her out, only for her to unexpectedly come face- to-face with Quentin and the hospital director, Noah Houghton. Quentin rarely got involved in the household drama. At work, he always carried himself with power and control. Seeing Grace now, he let out a sigh. "You should take this time ---- to reflect. Everything's been arranged.

we'll bring you home." Grace felt a deep ache in her chest, but all she could do was laugh. "Mr. Lambert , when I get out of here, I want you to publicly announce that I've cut all ties with the Lambert family," she said. Quentin's face clouded over

know what happened to you. You weren't like this before... Anyway, after Alice's wedding, I'll come get you. I'll move you toa villa outside the city. The environment's better out there. But you made her lose her baby, so there has to be consequences." Grace didn't say another

was torn. After all, both daughters were his blood. Someone beside him leaned in and offered a suggestion. "Mr. Lambert, don't let this wear you down. Let Mrs. Lambert handle it. It's better if she takes charge over family matters like this." Quentin didn't speak much at home. Most of the time, he just echoed whatever

the facility yourself. The room's clean and

He stared blankly out the window, a sinking feeling in his chest. That little girl who used to look at him with those bright, sparkling eyes was