Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 776

Despite their business dealings, they had only officially met once, in the dead of night. After that, Mira hadn't given Hank much thought.

She had simply assumed his age based on the ruthless, seasoned way he handled his operations.

"Really? Because I heard Miss Mercer possessed a photographic memory."

"Only when it comes to academics and data. I'm terrible with faces."

Mira casually brushed it off with a smile. Calling him an 'Old Man' had clearly bruised his ego a little too much.

"Ah, so a photographic memory only works when it's convenient?"

After exchanging a few more witty remarks, the tension settled into an easy camaraderie. Realizing they were completely shut out of the conversation, Seraphina and her friends stalked off, their faces tight with resentment.

Hank took a seat and lowered his voice. "I hear Lawrence is making aggressive moves in the financial sector tonight. Are you two prepared?"

"We're perfectly fine. Our business is spotless. Whatever moves he makes, we'll counter them."

Owen replied smoothly.

"True. When it comes to finance, you two are the apex predators."

Hank took a sip of his drink and seamlessly shifted gears. "Do you have any lucrative new ventures coming down the pipeline?"

Mira stayed silent.

"Look at her, terrified I'm going to snatch up your profits," Hank teased.

Mira scanned the surrounding crowd. Seeing that everyone was out of earshot, she leaned in slightly. "We operate entirely above board."

"What kind of statement is that? Do I look like a criminal to you?"

"It has nothing to do with legality. Truthfully, our major shareholders are already fighting over equity. We simply don't have enough pieces of the pie to hand out."

Owen interjected, cleanly shielding Mira.

"I know every project you touch prints money. But we're friends now. If you're feasting on prime steak, you can at least toss me a bone, right?"

Hank said with a laugh.

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