Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 502

Roxanne dropped her smile, her icy gaze fixed unblinkingly on Mara.

"Consider the bond we shared."

If Adrian ever found out she was selling corporate secrets to Porter Entertainment, her fate would be sealed. Ethan had been ousted just for trying to seize power; selling out their own commercial intelligence was vastly worse.

But if she refused the Porters, would they let her off the hook?

The two locked eyes. A few minutes later, Mara broke.

"I'll choose to continue working for Porter Entertainment."

Offending Adrian meant getting kicked out of the house with nothing. Offending the Porters could cost her her life, and she didn't even want to imagine how they'd do it.

"That's right. A smart girl knows when to yield," Roxanne sneered, glancing at her.

Mara shrank back, instinctively wanting to retreat. Roxanne's gaze felt like a queen's, ready to pass judgment on her life at any moment.

"Since you've made up your mind, you can show your sincerity now."

Knowing she couldn't stall, Mara's mind raced. Desperate, she thought of Mira. She hoped this piece of information would be enough to satisfy the heiress for the night.

"Do you know what Mira actually does?"

"Don't change the subject. My time is limited," Roxanne said without looking up.

"I'm not. I have serious intel here."

Roxanne shot her a disdainful look. "What intel?"

"We're sure. So, what do you say? We have a new common target. Are you interested in a partnership?"

A partnership? That would have to wait until they swallowed the Mercer Group whole. By then, Mara would likely have outlived her usefulness.

"There's no rush for that. First, tell me the latest updates on your company," Roxanne demanded.

Mara hadn't expected to still be on the hook for that.

Under Roxanne's piercing gaze, she had nowhere to hide. Bracing herself, she spilled every single detail about the Mercer Group's latest moves.

Meanwhile, Mira had ordered someone to record their every move.

Such a brilliant performance had to be shared with Adrian—just not yet. It would be the perfect viewing material for the day the Mercer Group officially crumbled.