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Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 737

Even though a faint voice in the back of her mind warned her that something felt off, Lacey blindly trusted her niece.

Sera would never steer her wrong.

"You kids are so clever. I'll rely on you to take me there tomorrow, Sera."

Lacey was willing to stoop to any level if it meant reclaiming her daughter.

Sera mentally exhaled in relief, having braced herself for a much longer, exhausting manipulation tactic.

She couldn't believe how pathetically gullible her aunt really was!

"Of course, Lacey. I'd do anything to see you and Mira reunited."

"You're such a sweet girl. When you two get married, I'll make sure to gift you a massive wedding check."

"You're far too generous, Lacey."

A brilliant, deceitful smile bloomed on Sera's face.

As soon as they stepped out of the apartment, Lawrence grabbed Sera's arm and whispered, "Make sure you pick the absolute perfect location.

"It needs to be seemingly secluded, but close enough to the main foot traffic.

"The second she starts making a scene, a massive crowd needs to be able to swarm them instantly."

"Relax, darling, I have it all figured out.

"God, I am literally counting down the seconds until I get to watch Mira get completely ripped apart by a furious mob."

"Just make sure you record every glorious second of it and send it to me," Lawrence smirked.

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pressed a hungry kiss against her neck. "I'm not going home tonight. I've been craving you all week."

His hand boldly slid down the collar of her blouse...

"You're terrible!" she giggled, slapping his chest playfully.

...

Back in the present, Lacey meticulously inspected her reflection in the mirror one last time, making sure her outfit was entirely flawless.

She refused to embarrass her daughter with anything less than perfection.

She carefully tucked a stack of Mira's childhood photos into her designer purse, along with a box of Seashell Pralines, her daughter's absolute favorite treat.

"You've put so much thought into this, ma'am. I just know everything will work out for you today," Greta Marsh commented as she helped tidy up.

The loyal maid offered her encouraging words with a warm smile.

Greta honestly couldn't comprehend how any daughter could turn her back on such a gentle, devoted mother.

Especially one with such incredible wealth.

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