Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1251

In this lifetime, Harrison Moore didn't know him, and neither did Master Ellis.

But Ethan Mercer was wrong; as the renowned CEO of the Mercer Group and a frequent face on television, most people in Melvion City recognized him.

"Mr. Mercer! Is there something you need?"

Harrison was startled by Ethan's tall, imposing figure.

"I have an urgent matter with your boss. Please let him know."

"But Master Ellis is taking his afternoon nap..."

Harrison looked torn.

"Please, just pass on the message. It's a genuine emergency. I'll compensate him handsomely for the interruption."

Harrison nodded and turned toward the back room.

A minute later, Master Ellis's irritable voice boomed from inside. "Which blind fool is looking for me at this hour?"

"Master, it's Mr. Mercer."

Harrison quickly explained. After all, the Mercer family was the top-ranking powerhouse in the city right now.

"I don't care if he's the king of the world! Tell him to leave."

Jordan Ellis waved his hand impatiently from his bed.

"Master Ellis, I have a desperate request that will only take a few minutes... And I will pay top dollar for disturbing your rest."

Hearing the voice through the door made Master Ellis even angrier. "Who gave you permission to come in?"

He didn't care what kind of CEO this guy was.

Ethan slumped heavily to the floor, exhaustion taking over. "I think someone poisoned me. Please, Master, I need you to examine me."

Men like Jordan Ellis responded to humility, not arrogance. If you put on airs, he'd kick you out immediately.

Even if the president himself showed up, Jordan wouldn't blink an eye.

The only way to get his help was to swallow your pride and appeal to his sympathies.

Sure enough, Master Ellis sat up. "Get off the floor and tell me what happened."

Ethan clenched his jaw. "Thank you. Is there a cure?"

Master Ellis shot him a sharp look. "I told you, don't call me Master."

He pulled out a small vial and tipped a single pill into Ethan's palm. "Take this and you'll be fine. Ten thousand dollars."

"Done. I'll transfer it immediately."

Ethan swallowed the pill dry, then grabbed a paper cup from the water dispenser and washed it down.

He pulled out his phone to wire the money directly into Master Ellis's account.

This was the era before quick mobile scans; everything had to be done manually through the bank's clunky app.

The pill dissolved instantly. By the time he walked out of Vigor Square, a soothing coolness had settled in his stomach, and the fog in his mind had completely cleared.

He immediately headed straight for the corporate headquarters.

Adrian, Fiona... I won't let you get away with this.