Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 570

Growing up in a wealthy family, Harvey was highly attuned to the scent of power. He knew Mira was deeply connected, and he had every intention of riding her coattails into Aethelgard's elite circles.

"I need to lock down an apartment and get my dad settled," Elara said pragmatically.

She had saved up a substantial nest egg from her summer shifts at the Solflare steakhouse, combined with the settlement money from her father's accident. Financially, they were comfortable for the foreseeable future.

"Find a place near Aethelgard University," Mira advised. "Don't worry about the rent. Once you're unpacked, take your dad to the clinic and get him a food handler's permit. If he passes, I'll have the manager at the downtown Solflare Hearth & Grill put him on the payroll."

He could handle light prep work—sorting vegetables, managing inventory. It was stable, salaried work with room and board included, vastly superior to scraping by on odd jobs.

"Are you serious?" Elara beamed, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Mira!"

Without Mira's explicit endorsement, a high-end establishment would never hire someone with her father's physical limitations.

Celine, attending Aethelgard Polytechnic University across town, had no reason to tag along. She hugged them goodbye and caught a cab to her campus.

Leaving the station, Mira piled into a sleek SUV with Owen, Dominic, and Felix, heading straight for Solflare Tower. Rachel and Butler Zane were dispatched to Mira's new luxury condo near the university—a premium property Felix had quietly secured months ago.

Felix Grant had evolved into a corporate titan. As the head of Solflare's urban mobility division, his shared bike app had dominated every major city in Mavaria. Integrated directly with the Tier-3 Growth Fund, the app allowed users to accrue high-yield interest on their digital wallets while they rode. It was an unstoppable financial ecosystem.

Mira had also established the R2 and Tier-3 Growth Funds; although there were daily gains and losses, the overall trend remained profitable.

It was fortunate that in this life, she had started early, leaving her competitors in the dust.

That evening, Solflare Tower hosted an exclusive executive dinner in Mira's honor. The private dining room was filled with the empire's heavy hitters: Owen, Dominic, Felix, Grant Ziegler from the restaurant division, the legendary Lennox Brothers who masterminded the culinary menus, and Kieran Holt from Solflare Entertainment.

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Rather than heading to her new condo, Mira spent the night at a five-star hotel owned by Owen's private holdings, located just blocks from Solflare Tower.

Shamelessly capitalizing on the luxury perks, Harvey booked a suite on the same floor.

Walking down the carpeted hallway, he bumped his shoulder against hers. "Are you hitting the campus registrar tomorrow to pick your classes?"

"No, that's scheduled for Thursday," Mira said, swiping her keycard. "Tomorrow morning, I'm sitting down with the board of Vanguard Systems."

Harvey's eyes lit up like fireworks. "I'm coming with you."