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."

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

The visitor sneered, "Why don't you try calling Liam yourself? Everything I'm

not lying. Oh, right. I almost forgot. Even if you want

you can't. Grace has already got him locked down. Until

as CEO, there's no way

what that person said,

patience cracked. "Mrs. Lambert, I've

you've been keeping your eyes

disrespectful?"

off all her hair and now wore

he was really nice to her. She used to

the finest delicacies, and live a life most could

from nothing together, and he had never once let

Quentin more deeply than she had

he was gone, life itself had lost all

seeing Alice's true colors, Carmen could

and what was false.

silence of the convent, with only her

company, she found a

candle beside her and made a cross with quiet reverence.

then did she speak.

you came. In the

blind-blinded by

forgot that Grace

daughter too. The

was my failure

make her

somehow make

Alice all these

it was all

Alice said was

of it, I

my father... Even

have nothing

own daughter can deceive

completely, tell me,

single word

detached as if she had truly

of the world.

"You don't even care

away right now.

kneeled down again, and resumed her prayers.

small, almost

For what? He

no one should cross. Wrong

should be

my son. If he truly

he would've

hands and knees to

But if he's

knows

visitor was speechless, his anger

prayer candles, the sound

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

maybe then you'll finally realize how wrong you are. Keep turning a blind

and you'll end up

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