Too Late for Forgiveness のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

David had no trace of pity. He sent Emma to a psychiatric hospital, leaving her to fend for herself. Years later, she returned, kneeling before him and begging for custody of Jacob.David had agreed. By then, his new wife had given birth to their son, Marcus. As for his withdrawn and sullen eldest son, David had long decided he wanted nothing more to do with him.A sudden sharp pain in Jacob's hand jolted him back to reality.The cigarette between his fingers had burned down to the filter.He extinguished it, his gaze darkening."Jacob?" A voice, tinged with surprise, broke through the quiet.Jacob turned slowly, meeting Natasha's eyes. She stood in the hallway, dressed in a baby blue cardigan, her expression filled with mild astonishment.For a moment, he didn't speak."What are you doing here?" he asked."My father is hospitalized here," she replied.Her words jogged his memory. Natasha's father had gone bankrupt. Driven to desperation by relentless creditors, he attempte

Desiree couldn't tolerate another woman stepping into Wilson's world. Even she hadn't been allowed to stay at his place.Serena noticed Desiree's subtle shift in demeanor.Not wanting to get entangled in their matters, she explained politely, "Ms. Stone, Mr. Smith called me last night to pick up Mr. Quade. After I dropped him off, it was difficult to hail a cab near his place, so I had no choice but to stay in the guest room for the night."Desiree's expression finally softened a little. "I'd like to have a word with Wilson alone. You can head inside now," she said.Serena sensibly excused herself. Desiree tugged on Wilson's sleeve. "Wilson, I spoke with my father, and he agreed to let me stay at the Nocturna branch. From now on, we'll be able to see each other more often.""That sounds good," he replied half-heartedly. "You don't seem happy about it.""I'm happy," Wilson said, slipping one hand casually into his pant pocket. "Having another friend nearby is always a good thing

Serena asked, "Could you still think Carla would prefer you over me?"Jessica was left speechless. Deep down, she knew that Carla favored Serena more. "This isn't over yet. You're celebrating too early."Serena sighed softly. "As a senior, I thought I'd share some career advice. There's a reason why you lost to me today, aside from not being as skilled as I am."Unable to resist, Jessica said, "What?""You've misjudged your own position," Serena spoke slowly. "It's true that you came here with something to ask for, but you also represent Farrow Corporation. "You should maintain your dignity, neither overly humble nor servile. If you continuously lower your stance to please others, people will only look down on you more. Today, you acted like a household staff—cooking and serving Carla. Have you forgotten your role?"In the business world, Justin was even more successful than Charles, and Charles had to flatter Justin. However, Jessica had reduced herself to nothing more than a s

Jessica walked out with a pale face.Justin's expression was dark. He was in a bad mood.Serena had been there too? Had she come to secure this project for Wilson? The thought only deepened his frustration.Candice, observing the scene, couldn't suppress a small smile. She had never liked Jessica. She was just an employee here, yet her ambitions were sky-high, daring to set her sights on Justin!Turning her head, Candice noticed Justin was looking at her. She quickly adjusted her expression and smiled gently. "Justin, did you call me over today for something important?""Yes." Justin took a moment to calm his nerves, then lit a cigarette."The villa is yours now. I'll also cover the expenses for the cake shop. Additionally, I'll transfer two million dollars to your account."Hearing this, Candice immediately felt something was off. "Justin, why are you suddenly—""Consider it a breakup fee." Justin's voice remained cold and detached. "From today on, we have nothing more to do w

The atmosphere felt unfamiliar to Serena. It almost felt like they were a family.Wilson suddenly asked, "Your cooking skills are impressive. Did you hone them while you were with Justin?"Serena blinked in surprise. "Well... I guess you could say that. He's quite picky, and if something's even slightly off, he won't eat it. Mr. Quade, why are you asking me this all of a sudden?"Indeed, why did he? He was just torturing himself. He became slightly annoyed. "I'm just curious. Is that such a crime?" Wilson asked.Serena was rendered speechless. Why was he angry again?While they ate, Bingo crouched nearby, peering out from under the couch. It seemed to want some food but was too shy to come closer.Wilson threw a piece of beef in its direction. The piece was too large, and the kitten struggled to bite into it. Its efforts were surprisingly adorable.But to his surprise, Bingo swiped the beef out of his hand, nudged his sleeve with its paw, and trotted over to Serena.Wilson was a