Ronan couldn't fathom it. "She marries up and doesn't even bother taking her own kid?"
As elite bodyguards, the Iron Wolves were ruthless when breaking bones and eliminating threats to their employers, but underneath the muscle, they possessed a fiercely loyal, chivalrous moral code.
"If she had a shred of decency, she wouldn't have abandoned them in the first place."
Brayden grunted.
"You boys don't get it," Rachel sighed, explaining the grim reality. "A woman dragging a toddler around is viewed as damaged goods on the marriage market.
Walking away clean meant she could snag a much richer replacement."
Colin pieced the puzzle together. "Why is she suddenly crawling back now?"
Mira met their gazes. "Someone that utterly selfish doesn't return for love. There's an ulterior motive."
Rachel shuddered. "You don't think that heartless witch is planning to sell the poor girl off for some business connection, do you?"
Colin frowned darkly. "Tell Elara to lay extremely low for the next few days. If they try anything, she needs to call the police instantly."
"Elara doesn't have a phone," Mira said. "And she's too proud to accept expensive gifts.
I'll ask the office staff if anyone has an old clunker she can use just for emergencies."
"I've got a spare."
"Me too. It's old, but it makes calls."
The Iron Wolves volunteered.
"I'll thank you both on her behalf. Just remember to wipe all your data and contacts first."
After dinner, Mira and her team headed straight to EcoRide headquarters.
...
Meanwhile, across town, Mara and Adrian's secretary, Fiona Quinn, strutted toward the towering Rivers Plaza, home to EcoRide.
"If we close this deal today, your standing with your father will skyrocket," Fiona murmured as they walked. "You'll finally secure a legitimate foothold in the Mercer Group."
"Mara, are you absolutely certain you have a relationship with Mr. Lance?"
"Yes, we're acquainted."
Mara lied, brimming with arrogant confidence masking her internal panic.



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