Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 402

"Anyone who only cares about a guy's money isn't in it for real love," Silas stated firmly. He had seriously pursued a woman a few years back, only for her to reject him because of his modest bank account.

Rachel shook her head. "How do you survive without money? Caring about financial stability isn't a crime." She paused, a sudden realization dawning on her face. "Mira, you don't have a crush on someone, do you? Listen to me, you're still young and incredibly busy. Please don't rush into dating."

"I was just asking hypothetically. Don't blow it out of proportion. I'm not looking for a boyfriend," Mira assured her. In her eyes, teenage romances were an unnecessary distraction that drained emotional energy and derailed academics. Besides, it was her senior year—a critical turning point for most students. She didn't have time to let her heart wander.

Still, the conversation had clarified one absolute truth: in any relationship, betrayal was the ultimate dealbreaker. If Roxanne had a history of infidelity, there was no way Xavier would go through with the wedding.

Seeing Mira lost in thought, Rachel couldn't help but fret. "As long as you're not. But if you do find someone you like, you have to bring him home so I can vet him. I've been around the block, and I know exactly what kind of man is marriage material and who to avoid."

"I will," Mira promised. Then, a thought struck her. "Rachel, have you ever thought about getting married yourself?"

"What kind of nonsense is that? Look at my age. That ship has long sailed," Rachel waved her off.

After dinner, Mira returned to her desk. She absentmindedly ate strawberries with a small fork while contemplating her next move. Finally, she picked up her phone and dialed again.

"Master Ellis, have you ever considered finding yourself a wife?"

Jordan was in the middle of preparing herbal remedies when his phone rang. He knew it was his little nightmare calling, convinced he owed her a debt from a past life. But he certainly hadn't expected that question.

"Get out of here, I'm busy!" he snapped, abruptly hanging up.

"Stubborn old man," Mira scoffed lightly. "No wonder he's single." She had no idea if he had ever been married or had children; she only knew he was currently flying solo.

Putting the phone down, she dialed Owen next. "Do you know Roxanne Porter? Shane Porter's daughter." Since she and Owen were around the same age, he might have some insight.

"Doubtful. They're cut from the same cloth. They probably have mutual blackmail on each other."

"Could you hire a private investigator to dig up some evidence of Roxanne's escapades abroad?"

"Master Ellis has a private investigator on speed dial," Owen suggested.

"Thanks, Owen."

"The best way to thank me is to stop dragging me into your mess," he replied dryly.

With her thoughts untangled, Mira reached out to Jordan to dispatch his contacts, hoping the results would come in fast.