Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1256

Ethan stared at Lacey in sheer disbelief.

This was his biological mother. She would blindly place her absolute faith in outsiders, yet she refused to ever trust her own flesh and blood.

Even across lifetimes, her stupidity was astounding.

No wonder she was almost tortured to death by those parasites in his past life. She deserved it. The only one who had truly suffered was him, spending years taking care of her broken shell.

No wonder Mira had wanted absolutely nothing to do with this toxic family.

"Mom, Fiona made the mistake. She and Dad plotted to pin the blame on me."

"You used to be an executive. You know exactly what happens to a CEO whose reputation is destroyed. Do you have any idea what that would have done to me?"

Ethan's voice was raw with frustration.

But Lacey waved off his logic entirely. "You're younger than her! What's the big deal if you take the fall for Fiona?"

"You're the heir to the Mercer family. Your position is bulletproof; nobody can touch you. But Fiona is different."

"If she gets fired, how is she supposed to survive? No company will hire someone with a black mark on their record."

The sheer absurdity of her argument made Ethan's blood boil. "Mom, who is more important to you? Me, or Fiona?"

Who was her actual child here? Not to mention, Fiona was literally her husband's mistress!

"You're both important! We're all family. Taking the blame for her shouldn't be an issue!"

Ethan ground his teeth together. "What if I told you Fiona is Dad's mistress?"

"Nonsense. I trust them."

The conversation had hit a brick wall.

But she was his mother, so he decided to spell it out one last time.

"Mom, do you know why I was completely unconscious for twenty-four hours? With a severe fever?"

But his words fell on deaf ears. "You're speaking absolute nonsense!"

"Believe whatever you want."

Ethan was completely numb. He dropped her hand, turned his back on Lacey, and headed straight for the stairs.

The Mercer estate was a massive four-story mansion. Adrian and Lacey's master suite was on the first floor, while the siblings' bedrooms occupied the second.

The third floor housed the gym, Mara's dance studio, a music room, Julian's private collection, and Damon's art studio. The basement was strictly used for storage.

Ethan washed up, changed into comfortable loungewear, and lay down on his bed, his mind racing.

He knew that after today's explosive confrontation, his relationship with Adrian was damaged beyond repair. Yet, the old man still held the ultimate authority over the Mercer Group. The situation was far more precarious than in his past life.

He had to move fast. Before Adrian could invent an excuse to force him out of the company, Ethan had to strike first.

He needed to seize total control of the Mercer empire and strip his father of all power.