Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 320

Eleanor had absolutely no idea that the missing child had miraculously been found months ago. In all their brief phone calls, Lacey had stubbornly refused to share the news with her mother.

If it hadn't been for the massive, unavoidable PR scandal practically detonating across Aethelgard's elite social circles, the Quinn family would still be entirely in the dark.

*You actually drove your own biological flesh and blood out of your home? Do you have sawdust for brains?* Eleanor thought, a surge of fresh fury rolling through her chest.

Eleanor truly suspected that Adrian Mercer had somehow brainwashed or poisoned her daughter's mind.

*Your actual daughter arrived in Aethelgard, and you couldn't even be bothered to call and ask me to watch over her?*

*And now you have the audacity to demand that the Quinn family mobilize our resources to save that fraudulent little bastard? Dream on.*

Having slammed headfirst into her mother's impenetrable wall of hostility, Lacey was forced to call Norman.

"Just pack everything up and bring Mara back to Melvion City," she ordered tightly. "Whatever happened... we'll deal with it when she's safely home."

This was exactly what Norman had been waiting for. The highly anticipated bidding war for the Melvion City subway construction project was fast approaching.

He had meticulously cultivated his position in the Mercer household for this exact moment.

Shane Porter desperately needed Mara to be physically present in Melvion City to execute the final, critical stage of his sabotage against Ethan.

Armed with Lacey's explicit authorization, Norman and the two bodyguards physically grabbed a thrashing, bitterly resistant Mara, dragging her all the way to the airport and throwing her onto the first flight home.

Back in Aethelgard, Mira, Gavin Hale, and the rest of the Solflare crew were working around the clock to finalize the preparations for tomorrow night's massive concert.

Even Owen and Kieran Holt had temporarily abandoned their executive duties at the tech firm to roll up their sleeves and help manage the logistics.

Felix Grant had also dispatched Chloe, one of the top vice presidents from headquarters, to assist on the ground.

Orchestrating a large-scale, arena-level concert was a grueling logistical nightmare. Millions of dollars and immeasurable resources were on the line, and they were determined to ensure every single detail was executed flawlessly.

With Yield Crest Media's lineup collapsing under the weight of back-to-back catastrophic scandals, Solflare Entertainment's concert suddenly became the hottest, most fiercely demanded ticket in the entire country.

Outside the arena, scalpers were gouging prices to astronomical heights. Robert Yates practically sprinted into Mira's dressing room to pitch a new strategy.

"The demand is absolutely unprecedented right now. What if we add more shows to the run?"

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