Regret Came Too Late

Only after Liam went into the house did he realize the space that Andrea used to live in was actually the toilet. It

was so small that she wouldn't have been able to stretch her legs. Her parents had already thrown out her

bedding and everything else, so there was only a small bed frame. Beside the window was a row of her

belongings.

If it weren't for her parents’ short stature, it was likely that all these things would have been thrown out.

The couple saw Liam barge into their house and instantly becannoyed. They picked up a stick nearby and

rushed toward him.

"Who the hell are you?! Leave right now! Did that bitch, Andrea, bribe you to attack us?! Get out! Get the hell

out!"

"The little slut is probably scared of us. That's why she hasn't cback. Ha! Do you think we're scared of you?

We'll still beat the shit out of you!"

Liam was still feeling upset and thrashed everything that was in his way. Then, he tiptoed to grab Andrea's

belongings.

Andrea's father raised his wooden stick, aiming it at Liam's head.

As Liam was about to reach the little bottle that contained the tooth, he didn't have tto duck. But the stick

did not land on him; it was stopped in mid-air by Grace.

The man was just a showy figurehead. He didn't have a job. Besides drinking, he just beat his wife and daughter.

His strength was nothing much.

Grace pushed the stick away, causing the man to fall down. He landed on his bottom and winced in pain.

Only then did he notice that there was another person in the room. When he saw Grace, his eyes lit with

excitement. What a beauty!

He had another hobby-he loved calling for hookers!

There was a red light district in the slums, full of women who charged very little. They didn't care if they had

diseases; all they wanted was to earn smoney. Every man would go there to find a woman once he had

smoney in his pockets.

When the man saw Grace, his arousal piqued. He stood up and lunged at Grace. "Hello, pretty lady. How much

do you charge for a night?"

Grace gave him a kick on the stomach, her voice cold. "Five thousand for a night of mourning. Interested?"

Maybe it was the terrifying look in her eyes, but the man stayed on the ground, not daring to say anything more.

On the other hand, his wife mustered the courage to curse, but once Grace gave her a glare, she cowardly

lowered her head again.

They were the most ordinary of parents. Not only had they been spineless their whole lives, but the moment

they saw suse in their daughter, they oppressed and used her to the brink of exhaustion. Growing up in

such an environment, it was natural that Andrea would be short-sighted.

But Grace couldn't feel any sympathy in her heart because she still didn't know that Andrea was dead.

Seeing that Liam had obtained the small bottle with the tooth, she finally asked, "Are you done? If so, let's go

back."

It was now past midnight. His birthday was over.

As Liam was about to walk out, the spineless woman spoke up. "I'm going to sue your asses! Not only did you

trespass onto our property, but you also stole something! This is breaking and entering!"

Liam stopped in his tracks, his voice full of ridicule. "How much will you charge for this, then?"

The woman's

n's eyes were filled with

excitement in an instant. Seeing how the two dressed, the woman knew they were both wealthy. It seemed that

slut, Andrea, had really climbed the social ladder No wondershé didn't want anything to do with them anymore. s

She scoffed. Full of delusion, she answered, "Fifty grand!"

The middle-aged couple had no idea what such an amount meant and also had no clue what Liam had taken.

How dare they ask for such an amount of money?

Liam knew these people were absurd, but he had no idea that they were so ignorant and daft.

Before Liam could say anything, Grace frowned and answered, "Fifty grand? Why don't you becmy slaves

first? Your useless son works under me. If | want to kill him, he'll be dead."

It took a thief to catch a thief.

The woman flinched, her face turning pale. "Fine, | don't want your money. Leave! Get out! Now!"

As Grace walked out of the house, she heard Liam ask, "Is their son really working under you?"

"No, | don't know who he is."

But their son was their lifeline; it was their weakness.

Liam was speechless.

The two walked back to the car along the way they had come. The lights were still dim along the way, and the

surrounding trees made sharp sounds in the wind, making the atmosphere somewhat desolate.

When they were just about to get into the car, Grace heard Liam say, "Grace, | feel sorry for Andrea and the

child."

Grace was about to say that if he felt

sorry for them, he could just be a

better man and treat Andrea better before she could

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say anything, about a dozen men holding knives suddenly emerged and surrounded her. s

She then looked at Liam, who was standing a few steps away from the group.

Liam lowered his head to look at the bottle with the tooth. His expression was unreadable, and it looked as if he

was about to merge with the darkness of the night.

"I have to apologize to you as well. Since you don't trust me, | can't trust you either. And you've lost your

memory. | don't know if this distance between us happened before you lost your memory or after. Someone told