All Chapters of Too Late for Regrets: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Even Mavis was stunned. As the CEO of Jefferson Group, she had seen her fair share of valuable items. But an eldergroot worth tens of millions? This was her first time witnessing such a thing.The hefty price tag sent a shiver down her spine.Timothy tilted his head with a sly smile. "I told you before, didn't I? I wanted to give Grandpa a special gift.""This gift is just too…" Mavis was at a loss for words. Her perception on Timothy shifted, filled with a strange new light.This man… Why did it feel like the more she got to know him, the more secrets he had? An eldergroot worth tens of millions—this wasn't something just anyone could possess.Arlo stood dumbfounded, staring at the two eldergroots. After a long pause, he finally picked them up, his gaze unfocused.Oswald snapped out of his shock and said, "Arlo, I never imagined you could get your hands on such a priceless treasure! Just seeing these red eldergroots with my own eyes is enough to fulfill me in this lifetime. You

Cassian clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. His gaze filled with bitterness, but he dared not speak up.Timothy stretched and turned to Arlo. "Mr. Jefferson Senior, you're not mad at me, are you?"Arlo forced a smile. "Tim, I'm not angry with you. Scotty definitely needed a lesson."Timothy smiled and glanced around the room. Everyone's perception of him had shifted drastically. Who they had initially thought was a poor, insignificant young man had just revealed himself to be someone who could buy tens of millions worth of eldergroot with ease. Furthermore, he had stood his ground against Hugh and Cassian and given Scott a harsh lesson.This was no ordinary person!Even Fiona's impression of Timothy had changed. Her previous disdain for him was now mixed with a grudging admiration for his audacity. It took guts to stand up to Hugh like that.Timothy's gaze then fell upon the statue in the mansion. Addressing Arlo, he said, "Mr. Jefferson Senior, ge

Damien quickly answered the call, not daring to breathe too loudly as he said nervously, "Hello, Mr. Yeager."On the other end, Timothy's voice was lazy and casual. "I need you to grab someone for me. I'll send you the location shortly. Do it as soon as possible.""Yes, Mr. Yeager!" Damien's expression was utterly subservient. He had been completely overwhelmed by Timothy's skills. Timothy was a man who single-handedly crushed the entire Valiant Hall—Damien could only worship him like a god.Outside, Isabelle's ears perked up. She vaguely heard Damien refer to the person on the other end as "Mr. Yeager". Instinctively, Timothy's image flashed in her mind, and her heart missed a beat. Could it be him?After the call ended, Isabelle walked back in. Damien's real name was Levi Harrison. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she cautiously asked, "Mr. Harrison, who is this Mr. Yeager you were just talking to?"Levi glanced at her. "Ms. Barton, do you remember the last time you asked

Zack nodded with understanding, offering a light smile. "I see, Chief. So, are you planning to deal with Kyle tonight? Do you need me to send some men?""No need. Tonight, I'll handle it personally—I owe it to my sister to get justice myself." Timothy paused for a moment, then asked, "Have you checked on the situation with Norgon?"Zack's expression turned serious. "I've gathered some intel. It seems Norgon is indeed showing signs of rebellion, and there's a strong likelihood that they have backing from another force. Their main base is in Thorpeford City, just next to us. Should we take action now?"Timothy pondered for a few seconds before shaking his head. "No, let's not alert them just yet. Norgon isn't capable of causing much trouble at the moment. I'm more interested in seeing what the force behind them is planning. We'll wait.""Understood."Just then, Timothy's phone rang. Zack, sensing it wasn't a good time, discreetly stepped aside. Timothy glanced at the screen, raising

Xavier eagerly called out, "Mr. Yeager, you're here! Please, have a seat."Timothy settled down at the tea table. Grabbing a teacup, he poured himself some tea and gulped it down in one sitting. He wiped his mouth and remarked, "This tea is pretty mediocre."Both Xavier and the middle-aged man grimaced. A hint of scorn crossed the man's face while Xavier forced a smile and said, "Mr. Yeager, this is the West Lake Blend that costs nearly 4000 dollars per pound. But you think it's mediocre?"Timothy smiled. Just as he was about to elaborate, the middle-aged man frowned and snapped, "What does a brat like him know about tea? How ridiculous! Mr. Sterling, it's a mistake to be acquainted with someone like this."An awkward smile crossed Xavier's face. He quickly responded, "Mr. Quigley, please don't take it the wrong way. Mr. Yeager might not be well-versed in tea, but he's very talented in other areas!"Wiping his mouth, Timothy glanced at the middle-aged man. The surprise was pal