Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 263

Stepping out of the Porter Entertainment headquarters, Allen didn't try to play any games. He led the police straight down Alvin's usual route home.

He thought coldly to himself that Alvin had been careless. He had to take the fall. That was just how the game was played.

"That's his car," Allen said, pointing at a black Buick ahead of the police cruiser.

Alvin was stopped at a red light. The moment the wail of sirens pierced the air, his entire body jolted. He gripped the steering wheel, desperately calculating if he could run the light, but a police cruiser violently cut him off, boxing him in.

He knew it was over. But how had the police tracked him down so fast? And with such precision? He looked up and saw a familiar face stepping out of the cruiser.

"Allen, you bastard."

"Don't blame me, Alvin," Allen said, his voice eerily calm. "You did the crime, now you face the law. You wouldn't want to drag innocent people down with you, would you? Don't worry about your family. We're colleagues. I'll make sure they're well taken care of."

His tone was friendly, but the underlying threat was crystal clear.

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Over at Master Ellis's clinic, Mira scored a flawless hundred percent on her theoretical exam.

As Master Ellis graded her paper, he let out a long sigh. "Your memory is terrifying. Even I didn't get a perfect score back in my day."

And she had managed this while juggling a heavy high school curriculum and running multiple booming businesses. He seriously suspected she possessed a photographic memory. The intermediate apothecary exam required memorizing several massive textbooks.

"I'm a genius, right? Are you ready to pass your legacy down to me?" Mira teased with a bright smile.

Master Ellis immediately scowled. "Wipe that smirk off your face. You haven't taken the brewing test yet." He made a mental note to crank up the difficulty for her next practical exam to keep her ego in check.

Mira wisely shut her mouth. For the past semester, she had spent an hour reading medical texts every day, giving her a rock-solid foundation in theory. But her actual hands-on practice was severely lacking. To earn her Intermediate Apothecary certification, she still had to pass the physical herb identification and the live brewing tests.

"Master, want to get some food? My treat."

"Business is booming over there. Let's not add to the chaos right now. We can celebrate after the holidays when things calm down."

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