Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 244

"Rachel, you heard her. Elara's dad isn't on board."

"That's fine. I just felt terrible for the girl and wanted to help."

"You can still be close friends and support each other when you need to," Mira said reassuringly.

Casual favors between friends were one thing; legally binding yourself to someone as a godparent carried a massive financial and emotional weight.

Just as they were about to head out, Brayden grinned. "Hey, Rachel, why don't you be my godmother?"

"Yeah! Take both of us!" the other half of the Iron Wolves chimed in.

Both men had grown up orphans before being recruited and rigorously trained as elite bodyguards.

Rachel looked between the two towering men and scoffed. "I don't need any more troublesome boys.

"The one I have at home is enough of a headache. Two more muscle-heads? You're trying to send me to an early grave."

Laughter erupted across the room.

The tension melted into easy amusement.

It was just a joke, of course. Men in their dangerous line of work actively avoided familial attachments. And Rachel cared for them like a mother anyway, official title or not.

It was the classic found-family dynamic—fate bringing unlikely people together.

Meanwhile, in the corporate conference room, Harvey and Mr. Rivers arrived on schedule, flanked by their own legal counsel.

Owen and Master Ellis were already seated. The corporate lawyers had drafted the equity transfer agreements; all that remained was for the ink to dry.

Mr. Rivers looked over at Jordan Ellis. "Shall we begin?"

Though Master Ellis was suppressing his usual intense aura, his massive frame made him look like an immovable mountain.

His gaze was razor-sharp, carrying an unmistakable predatory edge.

Mr. Rivers noted silently that the supposed boss of this operation was clearly a highly trained fighter, and the General Manager didn't look like a pushover either.

Mr. Rivers hadn't originally planned to attend. He had handed the building over to Harvey as a test run. Even if the boy burned it to the ground, the lesson learned would be worth the capital loss.

A future patriarch needed to be forged in the fires of real-world business. Success brought experience, but devastating failure brought wisdom.

And that was something no Ivy League business school could ever teach.

But his curiosity had gotten the better of him. Who exactly was the mastermind behind Solflare? Building an empire this massive in just a few months was unprecedented.

The true owner's identity had been buried under layers of secrecy that even his vast network couldn't pierce.

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