Regret Came Too Late (Grace and Ethan)

"So, Ms. Lambert, you don't even have full confidence in this, yet you want Mr. Henderson to spend time on it? Do you have any idea how much his time is

worth?"

Realizing her mistake, Grace went silent for a moment. "I'll go get the medicine myself, then," she said.

With that, she left Palm Bay and went to Liam.

The past events were truly a blur to her, and she had only learned about the alternative medicine practitioner from Liam by chance.

When she arrived at Liam's villa, he was already asleep on the couch. There was a huge pile of documents before him.

Looking at his somewhat innocent face, she suddenly questioned whether pushing Liam into this role had been the right decision. After all, Quentin had always been most concerned about Liam.

But she had promised not to take anything from the Lambert family, so how could she, after his passing, claim the CEO position for herself?

Grace couldn't bring herself to admit it, but ever since waking up, she hadn't truly found a place in this family despite the guilt she felt toward her late father, Quentin.

She patted Liam's cheek lightly. "Wake up, Liam."

Liam opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with exhaustion. Grace sat down beside him.

"You mentioned before that I was a sickly child before I turned eight, and you hardly saw me. After I went to Dad's hometown to see an alternative medicine practitioner, that's when I started getting better, right?"

Recalling that, Liam nodded.

"Do you still remember where he is, then? I have to visit him to get some insomnia meds for Mr. Henderson."

For Ethan?

Liam was confused. Did he hear that right? Ethan? Wasn't Grace supposed to hate him?

Grace then explained, "There might be some problems with the land, and Ethan knows the truth about it."

"Grace, you don't remember what happened before, so you probably don't know where Dad's hometown is or much about that side of the family. Let me go instead."noveldrama

Liam went on with a hint of

frustration in his voice, "I've already memorized all of this inside and out, Grace. Staying in the city doesn't help. Can't I do something as well? It would at least make me feel like I'm not totally useless."

At 19, he was thrust into a position of power, and every day, he was afraid that he would be a burden to Grace.

Grace stared at his exhausted face and patted his head gently. "Alright, I'll leave this to you. Be back within three days—as soon as possible, okay?"

A spark of determination flashed in Liam's eyes. He gave a small smile and promised, "I'll get it done, don't worry."

Seeing how responsible he had become gave Grace a rare sense of peace. Right at that moment, Joanne called, and Grace casually told her everything. To her surprise, Joanne knew the place.

"Your father's hometown? That's Bensville, a pretty remote village." Grace couldn't remember ever hearing of it, but she must have mentioned it to Joanne before.

A gentle smile tugged at her lips as she said, "Liam's doing so well now. He has grown up in ways I didn't expect."

Wanting to put Grace at ease, Liam packed his bags and set out that night. He didn't expect to come across Joanne near the toll station. He remembered her-she and Grace had always been close.

But then again, things between Liam and Grace were a little odd. He

mostly ordered her around the

kitchen and they never really talked

about anything else. Grace was always caught up in something, and it felt like she never had time for him. Thus, her home-cooked meals ended up being their one shared language.

Joanne waved Liam down. "Hey, Liam. Grace mentioned you're heading to Bensville. I actually need to go too. Mind if I tag along?"

Liam wasn't exactly the warm and fuzzy type. He usually avoided small talk with unfamiliar people, but Joanne was Grace's friend, so he kept it polite.

"Hop in."

Joanne smiled sweetly as she got in, though something behind her expression didn't quite sit right.