Todos os capítulos de A Regret too Late: Capítulo 661 - Capítulo 670

After Richard was sure the chain of evidence was airtight and that every one of Eleanor and Melvin's crimes had been recorded beyond dispute, Richard spoke into his earpiece and gave the PR team waiting on the other end a signal. "It's time. Send them the gift we prepared."At midnight, just as the online topic #LindaWasHomewrecker# reached its peak and countless people were still hurling insults and putting a woman in a coma on trial, a fifteen-minute raw high-definition video went up on the world's biggest video platform simultaneously on all major social media sites, posted from an anonymous account called "Eye of Truth".The title was only a few words long, but it was impactful enough.[The Truth You Believed and the True Sins]The video contained everything recorded by the pinhole camera hidden inside the smoke detector in Maria's private VIP room.In the footage, the so-called original wife everyone online had been feeling sorry for, Eleanor, stood beside the bed of the un

"No!"She let out a scream and slapped the tablet out of Vivian's hand. Her voice was raw with jealousy and resentment, and she raged hysterically at this unfair world. "Why?! Why can she have everything? Reputation, money, love... Even everyone online is on her side! Why?!"She pointed at her left foot, still in thick plaster and ruined, then pointed a finger toward the blue sky outside the window. Her voice was wrecked in desperation. "And me? What about me? I'm a cripple now! A fugitive wanted by everyone online! Someone who can only hide in this hellhole and can never be out in the open again! Why?!"Vivian watched Eleanor, whose eyes had gone wild. She smiled faintly with satisfaction, knowing that things were going in the direction she wanted as she looked at Eleanor without any pity in her prideful eyes.She knew that the more unhinged Eleanor became and the more her hatred for Maria thickened, the easier it would be to control this cornered pawn, who was becoming the mo

"Richard, we have a new lead. While we were tracking the funding behind that private hospital and the people going in and out, we kept seeing this man in the footage. Evan Winds. He's the man currently in power of the mysterious Winds family." Trent pointed at the photo as he showed it to Richard, his tone more serious than ever."From the limited intel we have, he's cold, calculating, and ruthless. Three years ago, when the Winds family was having an infighting, he personally sent two of his own uncles to prison and took the family over completely," Trent continued.Richard picked up the photo and studied Evan's seemingly pleasant face, his brow furrowing. "Eleanor can't be the only reason why someone from the Winds family is suddenly showing up repeatedly at this hospital," Richard said coldly. "She probably doesn't even qualify as a pawn for him. His presence means the Winds family is making a move… Or they have a much bigger plan and need this hospital as cover."He set the

"This is some material our company's planning department put together overnight. Promotion for the event, venue coordination, security procedures, and the like..." Richard said. "I thought maybe...maybe it could be useful to you."He hesitated, then lowered his voice even further as he chose to speak carefully. "I just wanted to ask if there's... if there's anything you need help with."Maria took in the cautious look in Richard's eyes, then glanced at the stack of files he was holding out. It was thick enough to make her arms ache just by looking at it. She did not answer, but she did not turn him away either.The atmosphere dropped into an awkward silence.At that moment, Jonathan, who had been hiding behind his father, stepped out at once. He moved in front of Richard and raised his head back as he looked up to Maria, his eyes bright with fierce hope."Mom, I can help too!" he blurted, his voice clear and sharp. "I... I can be a volunteer at your concert! Or... I can be the

Willow's arrival had immediately set up an unseen barrier between Richard, Jonathan, and Maria.Rage burned in his chest as he looked at the father and son still at the door, refusing to leave his sister alone. He wanted nothing more than to call security and have them thrown out.He unbuttoned the top button of his suit jacket, as if that was the only way he could breathe, and walked forward. His expression, which usually had a gentle and polite smile, now held nothing but hard hostility. He did not even look at the man he despised. Instead, he crouched until he was level with the boy who was holding Richard's jacket and said in a flat, icy voice, "I don't care whose son you are. You're not welcome here. Get out of my doorway."Jonathan hid behind his father without thinking. His face paled, overwhelmed by Willow's presence."What are you still doing here? Can't you understand simple words? Or do you need me to send you out myself?" Willow asked. His tone was devoid of any w