Regret Came Too Late

Liam suddenly placed his head on the steering wheel, his voice full of mockery.

"Grace, Andrea is such a selfish person, isn't she? So much so that you think it's not worth doing anything for

her. That's what you think, isn't it?"

Grace kept quiet. Even if Andrea had sgood qualities, it didn't change the fact that she was indeed a selfish

person.

Liam looked exhausted, the corners of his mouth trembling. "Forget it. Just get out of the car."

Grace felt a wave of sorrow and couldn't be bothered to talk to him anymore, so she opened the car and walked

out,

Liam said that people were waiting for her, but after walking in the dark for a few yards, she did not see anyone.

Instead, she heard footsteps behind her. She turned back and saw that it was just Liam. He followed her quietly

behind, keeping sdistance between them.

It was like the day she had gone looking for him when he went missing in the snow. Both had been stubbornly

angry, so they just ignored each other.

After walking another few blocks, she finally saw a string of lights. She was somewhat surprised and only noticed

then that there were people around. But because the houses were low and hidden by the shade of the trees

around them, she couldn't see them before.

Liam caught up at this moment, and he spoke in a calm voice.

"This is where Andrea's parents live. It's not far from the slums of Druville, but in comparison, this place is even

more deserted."

After saying that, he continued walking before stopping. His tone was still calm and casual. "Grace, you said in

the car that | would kidnap you for Andrea's sake."

Grace felt a wave of embarrassment, then realized that Liam had changed. He was no longer the ignorant, naive

boy.

The distance between them was still there, probably even greater now, because he had now fully understood

that Grace couldn't trust him fully. The silence stretched out between them. Not knowing what to say, Grace just

followed behind him.

Liam stopped outside a house that was dimly lit. He knocked on the door, and someone quickly answered the

door.

The person who opened the door was a man in his 50s. He was skinny and looked like an alcoholic who thought

of women as just toys.

"Who are you?"

The man was very rude.

Liam took a glance inside the house. There were empty beer bottles littered everywhere. It was obvious what

this person was usually like.

"I'm a friend of Andrea's."

When Andrea was mentioned, the man was suddenly triggered. "Andrea? Where's that little bitch? Tell me! | told

her to sell herself so that we could buy a house for her brother, but she threw ten grand at us and left! What a

cheapskate! We raised her for nothing!"

His voice was so loud that the woman who was inside also cout. Her face was bruised and swollen, but

when she spoke of Andrea, she suddenly had this air of arrogance. She no longer looked like the weak, timid

person she was before.

"Andrea's my daughter. If you really are her friend, please do ask her to contact us. We aren't able to reach her

right now. Perhaps she has found a rich person to suck on and wants to leave us to rot in our misery. Tsk, what's

the use of having such an ungrateful daughter?"

Mockery flashed through Liam's eyes. He hadn't seen their gold digger of a son anywhere.

"Where's your son?"

Speaking of their son, the couple's attitude took a complete turn, their tone full of pride.

"Our son is working in the most prosperous part of the city. He makes tens of thousands every month, and he

says it won't be |

before we can have out how long

renovated. Sons are always better than daughters. All daughters do is waste the family's money, and they

always forget about where they cfrom." s

Grace stood afar, watching them. Because of the light in the doorway, she could

see the couple's ugly nature on full display.

Although the world had beca

developed place, there were still people who lived like they were in ancient times. Even if their son was useless,

he was still considered the smartest or noblest in the family. On the contrary, no matter how much the daughter

did, she would sull belong to another family once she was married off. s

Even though many more women were becoming independent, every tthey talked about wanting a child, they

might say that daughters are better because they're gentler, but deep down, they still prefer sons. Anything else

that was said was just to comfort themselves.

The woman grabbed Liam's arm. "Bring us to Andrea! Now!"

Liam pushed her away and walked into the house.

When he was locked up in the villa, he talked quite frequently to Andrea. After all,

he had thought that Grace had abandoned him and all he had left was Andrea.

And the reason Andrea was able to have his child was because she had expressed her genuine emotions during

that period. Even though she did not have much fondness for her family, she had always thought she couldn't

just cut her parents off. If she did, that meant she was a useless daughter. And that would be enough to destroy

her. s

Liam had tried to comfort her during this period and also got a lot of information.

For example, she once told him how she had grown up in the countryside. When her parents cto Druville to

work, they brought their son with them and left her at hto look after the cattle and sheep, fending for

herself.

They didn't even give her a call during family festivities. An orphaned girl in the village would inevitably be

bullied by those around her. The puppy she raised was also beaten to death, and she still kept one of its teeth.

That tooth was in this house; it was the only thing she loved and cherished the most.

The reason for Liam's visit was to retrieve the tooth.