too late for a second chance novel (Lila and Dorian) novel Chapter 472

Later, Lila realized she had won the gamble.

Kieran's unconscious gestures, the way he carefully held her in his arms, his warm body...

If they loved each other, why should they part?

Faith looked at her. "But have you thought about Morgan Group?"

Lila's back stiffened slightly. The question struck directly at her heart.

She wanted to be selfish, but what about Morgan Group? The Morgan family and the employees of Morgan Group...

Faith met her gaze, noticing out of the corner of her eye Lila's tightly clenched fist.

Lila spoke slowly. "So, are you here to tell me that you have won Kieran?"

Hearing this, Faith chuckled. "Not at all. In fact, the reason I came to find you today wasn't to discuss this."

Lila frowned slightly, unsure of Faith's intentions. With regards to her, Lila could sense the same subtle disdain she felt from Stefan.

Lila really couldn't understand people like them. If they didn't like her, why approach her? What was the point of making everyone uncomfortable?

"Ms. Moore, there shouldn't be any overlap between us. Since that's the case, there shouldn't be much for us to talk about either."

Faith was surprised by her bluntness. After the initial shock, a peculiar emotion briefly flickered in her eyes but quickly disappeared.

Being a child raised by a strict family, Faith had long been taught to conceal her true feelings.

She smiled gracefully and said, "I'm curious about your work. Could you show me around?"

Seeing that Lila was about to refuse, she quickly added, "Didn't Mrs. Morgan say I could come to you?"

Lila's words caught in her throat. Faith was using Nicole to pressure her.

"Fine. Let's go." Without wasting another word, she turned and headed toward the company.

In the elevator, Faith asked, "Is being a director interesting?"

"You don't have to be so hostile toward me. In essence, you and I aren't that different, are we?"

Lila smiled. "You're wrong. We're very different. At least in your mind, this is the case—you're a noble daughter of an elite family, and I'm as insignificant as grass. You look down on me just like how you look down on my profession."

Such blunt words were something Faith had never heard before.

After a brief pause, she said, "But my envy of you is real."

"And what do you envy about me?" Lila asked.

"I envy that, as a woman, you were able to surpass the men of the Morgan family and attend the funeral. I envy you..."

"Enough!"

Lila slammed the documents in her hand onto the desk. Her gaze was fierce, and her eyes were slightly reddened.

"If you're so envious, let someone in your family die! I don't need your envy. l just want my grandparents!"