"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

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

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

as CEO, there's no way she's letting

what that person said, Carmen

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

keeping your eyes closed. Don't you think that's

disrespectful?"

all her hair and now wore only

was really nice to her.

live

started from nothing together, and he

more deeply than she had ever

that he was gone, life itself had

Carmen

and what was false.

only

company, she found a

a candle beside her and made a cross with quiet reverence.

then did she speak.

came. In the

blind-blinded by my

I forgot that Grace

too. The

my failure as

to make her life

somehow make

owed Alice all

the end, it was

said was a lie.

of it, I

my father... Even

have nothing left.

daughter can deceive

completely, tell me, why should

a single word you

as if she

of the world.

grew more desperate. "You don't

away right now. Only you can

another candle, kneeled down again, and resumed her prayers.

small,

For what?

one should cross.

he should be punished.

If

he would've crawled

his hands and knees

But if he's

he knows

anger flaring uncontrollably. She knocked over

prayer candles, the sound echoing sharply through the quiet

saint, Mrs. Lambert?

maybe then you'll finally realize how wrong

ambition and you'll end up an old woman, abandoned and

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