Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 743

A person only had so much energy in a day. She couldn't dominate every single industry or chase every last dollar.

Between her university courses and her corporate workload, Mira was maxed out. She couldn't pile anything else onto her plate.

As the meeting wrapped up, Wesley walked her out. "I heard you have a major television interview this Sunday. Could you maybe give the club a shoutout on air?"

"If I can seamlessly fit it in, absolutely. I'll even drop the handle for our official page."

Doing so would quietly serve as free advertising for her Short-Video Platform anyway.

On Sunday, the highly anticipated broadcast that had been prepped all week finally went live.

"Welcome! Should we call you Miss Mercer, Boss Mercer, or just Mira?" Jasper Marsh, the veteran host, beamed at the camera. "Goodness, you have so many titles, even seasoned professionals like us are at a loss for words."

As expected of one of Mavaria's top anchors with an audience of hundreds of millions, Jasper's breezy, good-natured intro instantly melted away the studio's initial tension.

But Mira wasn't the least bit intimidated. She offered a relaxed smile. "Whatever you prefer. I'm really not picky."

The young woman across from the hosts had soft, long hair cascading loosely over her shoulders, with a few stray strands framing her forehead. Her luminous skin seemed to glow subtly under the studio's warm lighting. Her bright eyes were remarkably calm and profound, as serene as a still winter lake, yet carrying the faintest trace of warmth.

Mira hadn't dressed up extravagantly for the segment, but her effortless, striking features completely captivated the hosts, who were far too used to heavy, artificial makeup.

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