After resting for a moment, Adrian dialed Mira's number.
"Mira, if you save the company, you can name any condition you want," he said, cutting straight to the chase.
"I'm worth tens of billions now. Saving the Mercer Group would be a piece of cake," Mira drawled lazily, leaning back in her chair. "But unfortunately, you don't have anything I'm interested in."
"You ungrateful wretch!" Adrian gritted his teeth.
"Bingo. You guessed it. I'm the ungrateful wretch, and all I want to see right now is the Porters swallowing you whole."
"The company is your home! You'll face retribution for leaving it to die!"
"Home? I think you're losing your mind, Adrian. It hasn't even been a year since we severed ties. You announced it yourself online. You literally said, 'I wouldn't care if you died on the streets.' My memory is perfectly fine; how did you, the person who said it, forget? As for retribution, I think your current predicament is karma at its finest. Let's not talk about this life—if you want a better one, try being a decent person in your next."
"You... you..."
This time, Mira didn't hang up first. Adrian couldn't handle the humiliation and slammed the phone down.
He felt a crushing wave of helplessness and regret. He deeply regretted driving such a brilliant child out of the house.
He had chased away every capable heir he had, and now that the empire was crumbling, there was no one left to save him.
Sighing, he looked at Fiona. "Go back and check on Mara. With everything falling apart, she must be terrified at home alone."
Fiona agreed. Her precious daughter was her top priority.
"Forgive you? What, did Fiona dump you?"
Lacey hadn't kept up with the news of the Mercer Group's impending collapse. Unlike Ethan and Mira, she didn't track the stock market. She had spent the last few days obsessing over who had orchestrated her kidnapping.
Adrian was speechless. His ex-wife's logic was as bizarre as ever.
"Let me tell you something. Even if Fiona dumped you, I wouldn't take you back. I don't collect garbage," Lacey scoffed.
Adrian was even more dumbfounded, but he quickly pivoted.
"Dump me? Does she even have the right? I'm dumping her. Lacey, living with her made me realize how wonderful you are. She's nothing compared to you. She isn't even fit to wash your feet. If you come back to me, I'll do whatever you want. I'll tie her up and let you beat her to vent your anger. How about that?"

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