Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 922

The old man let out a heavy sigh. "That Jocelyn woman is a viper. She's ruthless and nothing but a curse.

A son of the Lance family never has to worry about finding a good wife.

You need to think this through very carefully. Without her, you can marry someone else. But if you let her come back, you'll be chained to her forever."

The old man's words carried profound weight.

Richard hesitated. He remembered how sharp and capable Grace had been. With her gone, who would help him hold up the Lance Group?

Yet, the intoxicating memory of Jocelyn's tender submissiveness made him completely unable to walk away...

No. He had to choose Jocelyn. Only with her could he truly feel like a man.

As for the Lance Group, didn't he still have his father to prop it up?

If his father couldn't hold out until his son grew up, wouldn't that be the perfect opportunity for him to finally flex his own authority?

He might not be cut out for expanding the empire, but with a loyal cabinet of seasoned executives supporting him, surely nothing disastrous would happen.

"Dad, I want to be with Jocelyn."

Lord Leonard Lance was left utterly powerless. He knew his son was a hopeless case; even without Jocelyn in the picture, he would still be a hopeless case.

A woman as brilliant as Grace was a once-in-a-lifetime blessing, one they would likely never find again. Since things had come to this, he figured he might as well let his son live comfortably.

However, Lord Leonard firmly resolved never to let Jocelyn touch even a sliver of the corporate power. Anyone could see that woman's heart was twisted.

"If you want Jocelyn back, fine. But from now on, neither of you will have any say in the Lance Group's affairs."

Lord Leonard stared directly into his son's eyes. "From today onward, I will control the Lance Group until Owen comes of age.

When I grow too old, I will pass the torch directly to him.

Furthermore, you are forbidden from interfering with Owen in any way. I will raise and educate him myself."

Because his son lacked the mind of a commander, and a massive corporate empire simply couldn't be handed over to just anyone.

Richard let out a bitter laugh. "Dad, do you really have that little faith in me?"

"It's not that I don't have faith in you. It's that you don't possess the mind of a leader. If you had been born into a regular family, you'd at least have a normal job and scrape by.

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