All Chapters of Too Late to Regret: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Was there really a recorder?Was she bluffing?Her hands and feet had been tied—could she have really hidden a recorder under the coffee table?But she’d survived jumping into the sea…Nick’s mind spun with possibilities.As he weighed the risks and decided to bet it all, Candice suddenly gasped as if something had just occurred to her.“Oh, right! My recorder is connected to the cloud—it automatically uploads every ten minutes. Is there a computer?”Charlie immediately had someone bring a laptop.Nick’s face turned ghostly pale.His psychological defenses crumbled in an instant.The laptop arrived quickly. Candice logged into her cloud account.“There it is.”She lifted her gaze, giving Nick a calm yet triumphant smile. Her finger hovered over the play button.“Let’s hear it, shall we?”“Don’t play it!!”Nick lunged forward, snatching the laptop from behind and cradling it in his arms.“Miss Hale, let’s talk this through, okay?”Candice sneered.“You tried to rape me. You wanted to k

Candice was stunned.She could understand Kyle causing trouble—but now even Jessica was trying to take advantage of the situation?And this, right after she’d just given Jessica a way to save face, sparing her from embarrassment in front of Charlie over what happened the night before...Talk about repaying kindness with betrayal.Charlie’s expression remained calm, but the warmth in his deep, elegant eyes had faded, replaced by a quiet intensity.He didn’t look at anyone else—only at Candice.“Do you want to resign?”“Of course not!”Candice answered without hesitation.She was about to divorce Kyle anyway, but even if she weren’t, he had no right to make decisions for her.Kyle’s face darkened, a thundercloud of suppressed rage.Jessica, too, stared at Candice with icy fury.But Charlie’s eyes softened into a faint smile.“Good. That’s what I wanted to hear.”He checked his watch and added,“The doctor said your leg injury will take at least a week to heal. You can choose to return t

“I’m not exactly generous, and I don’t have a habit of letting strangers hitch a free ride on my plane. So what should I do…”Charlie said offhandedly, watching Kyle’s face darken with frustration and that sour look of swallowing his pride. Then he suddenly chuckled and changed his tone, “Tell you what—since we’re both from Vanclyn, I’ll give you the market price. Just remember to transfer the money, Mr. Jackson.”He spoke like a charitable saint, the kind who dispensed kindness from on high.Kyle was fuming—his lungs nearly exploded.But there was nothing he could do. He had no choice but to endure it. After all, he needed a ride on Clemens’ damn plane.Candice pretended she hadn’t heard their exchange.Deep down, she mused: Kyle probably hasn’t taken this kind of humiliation since the day he was born. In the past, he would’ve walked away with a sneer rather than take this crap.Kyle turned to glance at her: I’m only doing this for you.Candice caught the meaning in that look and sne

“Young Master, let’s go help Miss Hale,” Jim said as the divider rose between the front and back seats.He couldn't care less if the young master would scold him later—he sounded genuinely anxious.Jerry wasn’t as bold as Jim, but he still added his agreement, “Yeah.”They couldn’t just leave her sitting there all alone while everyone stared.Charlie lifted his eyelids lazily, casting the two a bland glance. “If you want to help, help. Don’t make it sound like I’m the villain here.”He agreed.Jim turned the car around.But before they could drive over to Candice, a white BMW pulled up beside her first.The car came to a stop, and out stepped a woman dressed in a striking angora-red business suit. She wore black shirt and tailored trousers—a sharp, cool, no-nonsense look.She strode straight over to Candice. “Why are you coming back in a wheelchair? Did Kyle lose his mind and try to break your legs to stop you from leaving?”“...Don’t let your imagination run wild,” Candice said, spee

Sophia was pleased by Jerry’s quick agreement. “Thanks a lot.”Jerry replied, “No need to thank me, I’ll let Jim know.”He immediately called Jim and passed along Sophia’s request.Jim readily agreed on the other end of the line. After hanging up, he walked into the study. “Young Master, Miss Hale’s friend ran into Jerry in the elevator. She said no one’s looking after Miss Hale tonight and asked if we could help.”Charlie looked up from his computer screen.A pair of sleek silver-rimmed glasses rested on his sharp, elegant nose. His deep-set, almond-shaped eyes carried a trace of doubt. “She asked three men to go take care of a woman who’s temporarily immobile?”“Uh…”Jim froze for a moment. He and Jerry hadn’t thought of it that way. “Then, Young Master, what do you suggest?”“Contact her first. Ask for her permission.”“Got it.”Jim nodded and called Candice right in front of Charlie. “Miss Hale, your friend asked us to look after you. Young Master wanted me to ask how you feel abo