Lahat ng Kabanata ng Too Late to Regret: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

What connected those people wasn’t just the business collaboration—it was also... Mia.What new trick was she pulling this time?Just the thought of that worm festering in the Jonestter made Candice feel like a foul stench had clouded her mood.Was it really impossible to throw her in jail?According to Sophia, with the current evidence, while Mia could only be charged as an accomplice to kidnapping, there was enough to establish charges of intentional injury and attempted murder. Combined, even if the Jones family's legal advisors racked their brains, she’d still be sentenced to at least fifteen years.And yet, Mia didn’t want to spend even a single day behind bars.First, she presented a medical certificate claiming severe mental illness. This time, she’d staged an epileptic seizure in public... Who knows who they had bribed?Could ordinary people really not fight against capital?It was so unfair.Candice had thought Charlie wouldn’t let the Jones family take advantage of legal loo

Candice took out her phone and added Darcy as a contact.Her smile was gentle, with a refreshing and soothing warmth. Though she was strikingly beautiful, the reserved grace in her demeanor made her seem approachable—deceptively so.Only those who truly knew her understood the underlying aloofness.“Miss Hale, even your profile picture is as beautiful as you are,” Darcy said, completely mesmerized and seemingly forgetting the CEO was right there.“Thank you,” Candice responded graciously, accepting the compliment with ease.Darcy clearly wanted to keep chatting, but a voice as cold as a winter wind cut through the room—“Mr. Channing, you seem to have a lot of time on your hands.”A shiver ran down Darcy’s spine.He’d be a fool not to catch the displeasure in the CEO’s tone.Hurriedly, he put away his phone. “I’ll go take care of things right now.”He turned and left like a competitive race walker.Candice slipped her phone back into her pocket.Judging from the CEO’s gloomy expressio

Candice raised an eyebrow.So it was her.Heh. So that old fox was playing this game, huh?Charlie walked over.Candice didn’t follow. Since they claimed this was a wine tasting, it’d look strange if she squeezed in to block drinks—and if she wasn’t careful and ended up being “recruited” as the eleventh beauty, that would be a disaster.If they started touching her legs or hands, even if Charlie stood up for her, she’d still suffer a loss—and it’s not like she could smash someone with a wine bottle.Besides, she had a more important mission tonight…To monitor these people and make sure no one spiked her boss’s drink.She found a spot where she could observe the entire room without appearing sneaky.Inside the hall, several sets of sofas were arranged in a large square formation, with scattered coffee tables in the center.When Charlie entered, he didn’t take the seat Andrew had specially reserved for him. Instead, he picked a single-seat armchair and sat down.The message was clear:

As soon as Candice heard that the old man was suggesting a late-night snack, her internal alarms went off like crazy.She saw him sneak a glance at someone and became even more certain.They absolutely couldn’t eat this night snack.She stepped forward.Her heart was tense, but her expression remained composed and professional.Walking over to Charlie, she said, “President, your nutritionist strictly forbids you from eating anything after 9:30. We really shouldn’t go for the midnight snack.”Charlie’s eyes softened with a gentle light. “I’ll listen to you.”Andrew’s face darkened. “Miss Hale seems to be a bit overstepping, no?”Candice gave a formulaic smile. “You must be joking, President Yuan. I wouldn’t dare to control our CEO. The Chairman’s wife asked me to supervise him on her behalf. The nutritionist was hired by her, and she's very strict—requires daily reports, and there’s no faking it. I’m just an employee, caught in the middle.”Andrew gave a cold snort. “So you’re using Mr

Charlie: “……”After a moment of silence, he raised an eyebrow, “Are you deliberately trying to get back at me?”“Honestly, I swear by heaven and earth!”Candice clutched her chest in grief, “I’m trying to save you! Besides me, who else would care this much to save you? Do you think carrying all those ice cubes up here was easy? President, hearing you say that really breaks my heart!”Her expression was exaggerated, as if she was so wronged.Charlie lifted his arm out of the water and rested it on the edge of the tub, “Then thank you for caring so much about me. Should I award you the ‘Most Considerate Secretary of the Year’?”“You say it, I accept it.”Candice replied calmly.Charlie stared at her face and suddenly laughed—he was literally laughing from being irritated.He had been soaking for over an hour, his handsome face now almost translucent from the cold, and in the meantime, his thoughtful secretary had “considerately” tossed a few more ice cubes in.“I think that’s enough.” H