too late for a second chance novel (Lila and Dorian)

In the end, Kieran still accompanied Lila to Taylor's house, though he brought his work along.

For the next two days, Lila resumed her routine, spending her days studying at Taylor's place. She grasped the professional knowledge almost instantly.

Taylor and Camille had always been fond of her and were genuinely happy that Lila and Kieran were doing well.noveldrama

On the day Faith was discharged, there were only two days left until Moore Group's shareholders' meeting.

"Is it safe for you to stay here?" Lila asked as she dropped Faith off at her place.

Nicole had come along as well.

The security in this residential area seemed decent. But it wouldn't be impossible for the Moore Family to get in if they were persistent.

"It's fine," Faith answered vaguely.

Nicole sighed. "Lila, why don't you take Miss Moore back to your place?"

Faith's eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly refused. "No, I don't want to intrude."

"It's just for two days. You can arrange for bodyguards once you take control of Moore Group, and they won't dare to do anything," Lila reasoned.

Without further hesitation, she turned the car around and headed home.

Lila knew people needed to strive to stand at the top. Only then would their words carry real weight.

She told herself she had to work hard, too.

When they arrived at the Morgan residence, the nanny was in the living room with Yasmin, who was stacking building blocks. The little girl had only been here for about ten days, but her cheeks were getting chubbier.

Lila pushed Faith's wheelchair forward.

"Is that Yasmin?" Faith asked.

Nicole smiled. "That's her."

Noticing the stranger, Yasmin looked at Faith timidly.

Faith smiled gently. Yasmin hesitated before returning a small, nervous smile.

Faith froze at the reaction.

For a fleeting moment, she was

reminded of her childhood and how Dennis forced her to greet all sorts of people. She would receive a slap if her expression wasn't right.

He wanted her to remember those important men early so she could interact with them more in the future.

Because of that, she had always hated holidays and banquets. And her arms would be covered in bruises when an event ended.

It wasn't until she turned eight and remembered the important details that the situation got better.

But after that, she was pushed into learning various etiquettes and specialized knowledge. Some loved history, some enjoyed chess, and some played golf. But she had to master it all.

Pulling herself out of her thoughts, Faith decided to step away, fearing she might frighten the child. She quietly returned to her room without saying another word.

She sat at her desk and carefully wrote out her upcoming plans.

That afternoon, Lila left Taylor's house alone. As she was driving past an intersection, a car suddenly blocked her way.

She pulled over to the side of the road and watched as Beatrice approached her. The latter tapped on the window.

Lila rolled it down slightly, just enough for a finger to fit through.

For a brief moment, deja vu hit her.

But the person must not be nice if she had to treat them this way.

She gazed at Beatrice through the narrow gap. "What do you want?"

Beatrice was annoyed by her attitude. Who did this girl think she was to be so rude to her?

But she swallowed her irritation, remembering the reason she was here today. Beatrice forced a smile. "There's a cafe just around the corner. Why don't we sit down and talk?"

"I'm busy." Lila refused. "If you have something to say, just say it here, or wait until I have time."

Beatrice kept her composure. "What if I told you I'm considering transferring my shares to Faith? Would you still refuse to talk?"

Lila laughed, a trace of curiosity flashing in her eyes.