Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 399

Whenever they had spare change or got their paychecks, they'd deposit it right into the app.

This massive user base would become a launchpad for endless cross-promotional business ventures.

Once the foundation was stable, she could introduce upgraded mutual funds and premium wealth management products. With her knowledge of future market trends, she wouldn't have to worry about running out of cash—the money would flow in like a river.

The more Mira thought about it, the more her blood pumped. Even though it was past her bedtime, she couldn't resist dialing Owen.

He held a Master's in Finance from MIT. With his expertise, she'd be unstoppable. Her empire was about to achieve liftoff.

Mira unconsciously threw up two peace signs, hyping herself up in the empty room.

"It's late. Why aren't you asleep? Don't you have school tomorrow? You almost died in a car crash today, aren't you exhausted?" Owen's voice was groggy but sharp.

"No, Owen, listen! I just came up with a brilliant idea for a new business expansion. You want to hear it?"

"Another idea? Let me guess, it requires another massive capital injection?"

Between the relentless investments required for the smartphone OS development, Owen was already sweating over Mira's cash burn. And now she had another one?

Was she trying to give him a heart attack?

"No, no, this one prints money! It requires minimal upfront investment and generates massive revenue!"

"I don't care if it prints gold bullion. Tell me tomorrow. Your college entrance exams are right around the corner. Right now, your only priority is studying. If you don't listen to me, I refuse to help you. Go to sleep!"

"Fine, fine. Tomorrow then."

The adrenaline crash finally hit Mira, and a wave of exhaustion washed over her.

"We'll talk about it on Sunday."

Mira finally put her phone away and obediently went to bed.

The next morning at school, Liora and Celine practically tackled her, bombarding her with frantic questions.

The group fell silent. "..."

Mira remembered that Elara had been raised single-handedly by her disabled father in brutal poverty. Her resilience and pain tolerance had to be off the charts.

"Elara, you are built like a tank. When I was little, I got caught in the rain for five minutes and ran a fever for three days straight. My mom said I almost died," Liora said, looking at Elara in awe.

Just as the bell was about to ring, Liora leaned in and whispered to Mira. "My brother's girlfriend just flew back into town. My mom says they're going to start planning the wedding soon. You have to come, okay?"

"Your brother's girlfriend?"

Mira felt a sudden prick of unease, as if a crucial memory was struggling to surface, but she couldn't quite grasp it.

"Yeah! She just got back from studying abroad. She's got a Master's in Economics from Harvard!" Liora said, her chest puffed with pride.

It wasn't until school let out that afternoon that Mira looked at Liora and finally remembered who her future sister-in-law was from her past life.

"Is your brother's girlfriend's name Roxanne Porter?"