Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 83

Both Mira and Rachel paused for a moment before understanding what he meant. They didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

“You’ve got it all wrong. This is the nanny from my house, the woman who raised me. And I didn't cause her injuries. It was that recently returned Mara who did it.”

“What?”

“Okay, let’s not talk about it now. Let’s just get in the car first,” Mira said, cutting the conversation short.

Once they were in the car, Mira told Kieran, “Kieran, I’ve severed ties with the Mercer family.”

“What? You severed ties!”

After a moment of thought, however, he seemed to understand. Considering the recent online drama surrounding the Mercers, Kieran, a seasoned player in the business world, quickly put the pieces together.

Once he calmed down, he asked, “Completely severed?”

Mira nodded and, while they were stopped at a red light, she showed him the severance agreement.

“Why so suddenly?”

Mira gave him a brief account of what had happened at the house that day.

“I knew your relationship with your family was strained, but I never imagined it had reached a breaking point.”

“Honestly, cutting ties with them was already part of my plan. What happened with Rachel today just became the catalyst.”

Rachel couldn’t help but ask, “But, child, you left them because of me. What will you do now?”

“School is about to start. Your tuition isn’t cheap, and you’ll need money for food and housing. How will you manage?”

“Not bad. This complex has good security, plenty of green space, and a nice, quiet environment. It’s also close to your school, which will be convenient.”

“That’s exactly why I chose to rent here.”

Rachel, however, was in disbelief. Miss Mira was so thoughtful, she had even rented an apartment in advance. Though curious, she maintained the discipline of a servant and didn’t ask about things that weren’t her business.

It was a two-bedroom apartment. Mira took the master bedroom and gave the second one to Rachel.

“Rachel, this will be your room from now on. You’re injured, so you should get some rest.”

“Miss, it’s not right for me to stay in such a nice room.” In the Mercer household, she had lived in a simple servant’s room. Faced with this spacious, bright, and comfortable bedroom, she felt a little overwhelmed.

“I’m telling you to stay, so just stay. You raised me. From now on, it’s just the two of us; we’ll rely on each other. And I already told you, just call me by my name. Don’t call me ‘Miss’ anymore.”