Regret Came Too Late

Chapter 175 Chapter 175, The police quickly arrived at Liam's ward, but unfortunately, they brought bad news. "The individuals we're dealing with are all fugitives, each with at least three murders to their name. We're not sure why they targeted Ms. Lambert. There's no previous connection between her and them. It could be a contract killing," the officer explained. While the officers were still speaking, Alice unexpectedly spoke up. "Maybe Grace just offended someone without realizing it.

She's always been pretty harsh with others." When she felt everyone's gaze on her, she quickly fell silent as tears slipped down her cheeks. Carmen added, "Grace was never kind to anyone. Even the maids at the Lambert residence couldn't stand her attitude. Alice is right. She probably upset someone without even realizing it." The officers exchanged glances, then sighed. "We're still investigating. The suspects fled quickly and crossed into Vendaria.

We don't have jurisdiction there, so unless they return on their own, there's not much we can do at the moment." Yancey's voice cracked with panic. "What about Grace?" The officers paused for a moment. "These criminals are ---- ruthless and highly skilled at covering their tracks. We'll keep searching, but several other victims' bodies are still missing. We advise that you prepare for the worst." Quentin staggered at the news, nearly collapsing. Alice hurried to steady him, her voice quivering with emotion. " Don't worry, Dad. They only want us to prepare for the worst. Maybe Grace will be lucky and make it through, right?" While saying this, she struggled to hide her smile, quickly looking away from everyone. Quentin's face went ashen, as though he had aged years in an instant. His lips trembled several times before he managed to speak. "Grace is just an ordinary girl. How could she survive against such ruthless criminals? If I'd known this would happen, I never would have argued with her. Our last memory of each other is just so painful." His words made the room fall into an even heavier silence. The officers, unsure how to offer comfort, made a few more notes and left. Quentin sank onto a bed beside still unconscious Liam, his mind heavy with worry over Grace's uncertain fate. The weight of it all had drained the usual spark from his eyes.

Alice didn't miss the chance to act concerned, busying herself with keeping things in order. Watching her, Carmen sighed and took her hand. "Alice, we're so lucky to have you." Alice smiled faintly, keeping it subtle. "Mom, we're family. It's the least Ican do." Two hours later, Liam finally woke up, his voice weak as he called, "Grace!" His eyes scanned the room, and when he saw the people around him, his hand reached out to grasp Alice's.

"Have you seen Grace?" Her eyes welled up, but she quickly patted his head, her voice calm. "You need to rest, Liam. Just focus on getting better." His heart sank, and he stared at her, confusion and fear flooding him. "What do you mean? Alice, stop messing with me. What happened to Grace?" Alice covered her mouth to hold back her tears, but a faint smile played on her lips as she turned away. Liam tried to push himself up, but as he looked at Quentin, he saw the sunsettling expression.

His vision blurred, and everything went black. Could something have happened to Grace? He vaguely recalled that amid the haze of his rescue, he told someone to find Grace, but who was it? The memory felt fragmented, and he couldn't remember the person's face. He pressed a hand to his throbbing head, straining to recall the memory, but it remained out of reach. Over the next two days, Alice took charge of the Lambert residence, keeping everything in order.

She brought Liam ---- carefully prepared nutritious meals each day, but he had no appetite. In just a couple of days, he lost 5.5 pounds. Meanwhile, Quentin stayed hto recover, leaving the company entirely in Alice's hands. As she walked through the office, all the employees stopped and greeted her, "Ms. Lambert." She becthe acting CEO, gaining full authority over all major projects.

While sitting in the CEO's chair, she looked out at the towering building across the city, a sense of determination rising within her. That building belonged to Henderson Group, and Ethan was undeniably a brilliant strategist. The media had once reported that from the top of Henderson Group tower, the entire view was a landscape of Henderson Group assets. Alice spun in her chair, a faint smile curling her lips as excitement bubbled inside her. She imagined meeting Ethan in the business world, joining forces, and leaving him captivated and unable to forget her. A soft laugh escaped her at the thought. Indeed, a world without Grace was the best world. That evening, Alice returned to the Lambert residence and went straight to Grace's room. She turned to Fiona Baker, the housekeeper, and said, "Clear out Grace's room and get rid of everything she used.

I don't want Dad or Liam reminded of her." Fiona nodded and began tidying up as instructed. -- When Carmen O helped Quentin into the living room, they saw Fiona about to toss out Grace's used bedsheets . He frowned and asked, "What's going on?" Fiona quickly explained, "Ms. Alice was worried that seeing Ms. Grace's things might upset you.

She askedto clean it up." Before he could respond, Carmen sighed and said, "She's just trying to be considerate." Now that Grace was gone, she didn't fee right saying anything too harsh, not wanting to cause him more pain. Quentin coughed and waved his hand. "Put it back. That room is still hers, even if she's not here." Fiona quickly nodded and hurried upstairs. Once she reached Grace's room, she found Alice still there and relayed Quentin's message.

Alice's expression darkened, and she She rolled scoffed. "Fine. Leave it. It's just a bunch of useless things anyway!" neves She rolled her eyes, silently mocking Quentin. She knew that, sooner or later, he would forget about his precious daughter.