Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 389

"Accepted you? What are you yelling about?"

Eleanor Quinn sat up in bed, completely disoriented by the frantic knocking.

"Open the door," Eleanor instructed her night nurse.

She couldn't believe her stoic, billionaire son was acting like a hyperactive teenager. If her heart condition hadn't improved, the shock might have killed her.

"You're forty years old, Sebastian. Where is your dignity? Have you forgotten my heart condition?" Eleanor scolded, glaring at him as he rushed in.

"Sorry, sorry, I lost my head. I only ran because I know you're feeling better," Sebastian grinned.

"What did you say? Who accepted you?" He never acted like this unless a massive corporate acquisition went through.

"Mira! She acknowledged us. She called me family," Sebastian beamed, looking like a rookie employee who just won the lottery.

Eleanor's tired, wrinkled eyes widened in shock. "Does that mean she's willing to accept me as her grandmother?"

"Absolutely! She even said she'd visit you next time she's in the capital."

"Wonderful! Simply wonderful. That girl is brilliant and ruthless. She takes after me, not her weak-willed mother."

Sebastian coughed. Was his mother praising Mira, or just hyping herself up?

"What made her change her mind?" Eleanor asked. "She was so cold to us before."

"I told her the truth about what happened at the hospital."

"Good. She needs to know exactly what kind of snakes she's dealing with. When is she coming to the capital?"

...

While the Quinns celebrated, Lacey was currently massaging Mara's shoulders in the Mercer living room.

"Our Mara is so devoted. She's willing to skip classes just to cheer on her brother. With you at the track, Julian is guaranteed to take home the championship tomorrow."

Tomorrow was the grand finale of the FIA GT World Cup.

Lacey had no idea that Mara's attendance was the exact catalyst that would destroy Julian's career and nearly cost him his life.

"Stop making her sound like a saint. She just wants to ditch school and take selfies in the VIP lounge," Damon scoffed. He was thoroughly sick of his mother's blind worship of Mara.

"You're a student. Act like one.”