Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 920

She adored him, worshipped him, and would even throw fits of jealous rage over him...

If he could have it his way, Richard would have kept both women.

He would have kept Grace to manage the company for him, charging into battle and shielding him from the storms of the corporate world.

As for Jocelyn, she only needed to stay by his side and keep him company.

Finally, on one rainy night, he brought Jocelyn and her son home, lying straight to Grace's face. "I was held hostage, and Jocelyn saved my life. I felt sorry for this widowed mother and her child, so I offered them a roof over their heads."

In reality, the child Jocelyn brought with her was his own flesh and blood—Lawrence.

Grace was a proud woman. She didn't even bother to act jealous or throw a tantrum. She simply said, "Do whatever you want."

Then, she walked away.

After that, Grace went to work as usual, raised her son as usual, and went shopping as usual. Her life remained completely unchanged.

However, from that day forward, he was permanently barred from entering her bedroom.

He tried a few times afterward, but she would just say, "I'm a germaphobe. I despise sharing a room with something filthy. You should go find your Jocelyn."

"Grace, she and I are just..."

"I know. You and she are just friends. But what does that have to do with me? I already told you, I'm a germaphobe. If you feel uncomfortable, you can take Jocelyn and move somewhere else. I promise I won't bother you.

Or, I could just go tell your father the truth."

Richard chickened out. If the old man found out he was keeping a mistress and had moved her into the main estate, he would beat him half to death.

Whatever. As long as Grace didn't cause trouble, having Jocelyn's company was perfectly fine.

But ultimately, one roof could not harbor two women.

Richard may have been incompetent, but he was still a scion of a wealthy family. Everything he had absorbed since childhood taught him one undeniable truth: if a leader wasn't ruthless, they could never keep their shareholders and employees in check.

At the time of the crash, Richard was out of town on business. He was called back urgently when the news broke.

While he didn't exactly love Grace, they had still been married. Since joining the family, she had exhausted herself working for the Lance Group. Furthermore, they shared a son.

So, when Richard learned of her passing, it truly hit him hard.

By the time he returned home, Grace had been declared dead on the scene. Their son had been pulled from the wreckage and was fighting for his life in the emergency room.

On the surface, it looked like a standard tragedy, but countless tiny details suggested the crash was far from simple.

It was exactly as Owen had asked relentlessly while growing up: "How could a brand-new luxury car suddenly lose its brakes?"

The head of the Lance family at the time—now Lord Leonard Lance—immediately deployed a massive team to investigate.