Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 491

“You might not be dead yet, but if you've stooped so low as to beg a piece of trash like me, you're probably circling the drain,” Lacey told Adrian over the phone.

“You?”

“What about me? Did you really think I didn't know how you operate? You would never swallow your pride and come to me unless you were at a complete dead end.”

Lacey was telling the truth, and Adrian had absolutely no retort.

“If you want to die with a clear head, then listen closely. Back then, it was that venomous snake, Fiona Quinn, who ordered someone to stuff Mira into a plastic bag and throw her into a dumpster outside the hospital. If Sebastian Quinn hadn't found her, Mira would have suffocated. She could have been tossed out with the actual garbage at any moment. My brother played along and swapped the babies. Except he wasn't as utterly evil as you people—he just left Mara next to the dumpster for someone to find. That's where all this subsequent mess came from.”

“Sebastian swapped the babies? I knew it,” Adrian muttered, sounding as though he were talking to himself.

“What? You heartless bastard, were you actually involved?” Lacey demanded, her voice rising. “Was your conscience eaten by dogs? That was your own biological daughter, and you just let someone throw her away? Did you want her dead?”

“Don't be ridiculous. I never ordered anyone to kill her. Fiona told me she had the child given away to a kind family.”

“And you actually believed Fiona?” Lacey scoffed. “You brainless idiot. She was your mistress. She was jealous of me. She wanted my child and me dead, and you actually bought her absolute nonsense?”

“Didn't you listen to her, too?”

“Can't get in? She has to leave the building eventually. Sooner or later, I will rip her apart,” Lacey said through gritted teeth.

“Lacey, considering I just told you all of this, couldn't you please help me get through this crisis? Don't worry, I won't let you lose out. If you invest the money, you'll still be a shareholder in the Mercer Group. Or, once the company bounces back, I'll repay you with incredibly high interest.”

To his dismay, Lacey remained utterly unmoved. “Unfortunately, I have zero interest in either of your pathetic offers.”

Once bitten, twice shy. Lacey was done playing the fool.

After a moment's thought, feeling her anger still simmering, she added, “I would rather feed my money to the stray dogs or hand it out to beggars on the street than give you a single cent.”