Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 310

Given Julian's extravagant spending habits, he couldn't possibly survive solely on prize money and endorsement deals.

Therefore, it was entirely up to Ethan to hold the family together.

Then there was Mara, whose intentions were completely twisted, and Mira, who had already severed all ties.

Absolutely nothing could drag him away from his post.

"Ethan, does my word mean nothing to you anymore?"

He used to be her most dutiful son, always prioritizing the bigger picture. When had he become so cold?

Right. It seemed to start the moment Mira left home.

People always said children were born either to repay a debt of gratitude or to exact vengeance.

Clearly, Mira was here for vengeance, while Mara was her blessing.

"You can think whatever you want."

Listen to her? If he did, the family would be devoured alive eventually.

Lacey shifted her gaze to Damon.

"Damon, you're in the industry. Why don't you take your sister? You could guide her."

"I just signed on for a new series. Filming starts immediately."

The invitation was for Mara, not him. Tagging along would only make him look like a desperate hanger-on trying to steal her spotlight.

As an award-winning superstar, he had his own status and pride to maintain.

Adrian stared at his dramatically weeping daughter, nursing a massive headache.

Truth be told, Mara couldn't hold a candle to Mira. But still...

He sighed. "If you insist on going, let your oldest brother..."

"Dad, I can't go. The bidding war is right around the corner, and you know it,"

Ethan snapped, cutting Adrian off.

"Just have the butler take her. It seems like she's pretty close to him anyway,"

Damon suggested.

"No! I don't want the butler taking me!"

My side of the family is one of the four major dynasties in Aethelgard. With them backing you, no one in the capital will dare lay a hand on you."

Norman arrived quickly. Hearing that Mara wanted to go to Aethelgard, he shot her a covert glare, cursing her internally for causing so much trouble.

"Sir, going to Aethelgard without knowing the details of this invitation... is that wise?"

"I agree, but she's threatening to kill herself if she doesn't go. We have no choice but to indulge her.

I don't trust anyone else to take her, so I have to ask you to make the trip."

"It's my duty to serve you and the young lady, sir."

On the surface, he was the Mercer family's butler; he had no choice but to obey the master's orders.

But the moment the car drove off the Mercer estate, Norman let out a string of furious curses.

"Damn it! Why pull this stunt right at this critical juncture? Just wait until the boss gets his hands on you."

He didn't bother hiding his anger from the two bodyguards in the back seat. Mara, meanwhile, was completely unfazed.

She knew Norman had personally hired those guards. If they wanted to keep their jobs, they knew better than to pry.