Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 959

Mira Mercer had no idea about the intense argument taking place in Dean Arthur Henderson's office. As she and Quentin Reed walked out of the finance department's administrative area, they bumped into Jax Weaver.

He handed over a stack of bike-share top-up cards. "Boss, the cards you asked for."

Quentin, who had already turned to leave, suddenly spun around. "Bike-share cards? I want some."

"I say, Quentin, are you really that strapped for cash for a bike ride?"

Mira shot him a glance.

"I am. Didn't I tell you I pick up empty water bottles to sell when I have free time?"

Quentin frowned, genuinely looking like a man burdened by the cost of living.

"You put on a good act. Then where did you get the money to trade stocks during the Live-Trading Challenge last time?"

Mira had seen with her own eyes that he had invested a couple thousand dollars.

"Half of that was borrowed."

"If only half was borrowed, that means you still had a thousand dollars in savings. You can't be so broke you can't afford a bike ride."

Mira didn't believe him for a second.

"My dear junior, I saved that up by living frugally. Honestly, I don't even dare to eat anything expensive.

Other people eat to enjoy the food, but I just eat to survive.

I even scrimp on my phone bill and barely make calls. I've never dared to buy brand-name clothes or shoes."

Mira was half-skeptical. "Seeing as you're so pitiful, I'll give you one."

"Five."

"No, how much could you possibly spend riding a bike?"

"I usually can't bear to spend the money to ride. If you give me the cards, I'll ride all the time."

Mira didn't buy his nonsense; the guy was a smooth talker. But she didn't want to keep arguing with him.

"Fine, fine. Five cards it is."

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