Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1183

They hadn't even driven thirty feet when the gate security called. "Mr. Lance is threatening to smash his head against the wall. We can barely hold him back."

"If he wants to hit the wall, let him. Let him go and stay out of it."

A few moments later, security called back. "He actually did it. He's covered in blood and unconscious."

"What does that have to do with me? If you're bored, call the cops or an ambulance."

The guards were speechless.

It wasn't their fault. In their eyes, Richard was Owen's biological father. Societal norms dictated that a son should care for his father, no matter what.

That day, Richard's stunt blew up on the trending pages. To his credit, he managed to farm a wave of sympathy.

"The sacrifices a parent makes! A father kneeling and begging his eldest son just to save his child!"

"And the son totally ignored him. Isn't Owen being too heartless?"

"Yeah, he raised him, after all. Even if the younger brother committed a crime, turning a blind eye entirely is just too cold."

"Cold? So you're saying covering for a murderer is the warm thing to do? Your moral compass is completely screwed."

"Screwed? We actually have empathy, unlike you cold-blooded reptiles!"

"If you've got so much empathy, why don't you go bail Lawrence out yourself?"

"One's a murderer, the other's scum. Facing the law is exactly what they deserve!"

"Helping the wicked is an injustice to the innocent."

"Exactly. Richard caused Owen's mother's death. Sparing a monster like that is mercy enough, and now he expects help?"

"Agreed +1"

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"Maybe he should have parented his kid better? Now that he committed a felony, instead of reflecting, he pulls these dirty tricks to scam money."

"I actually thought he was desperately acting out of love for his younger son. Can't believe it was all a sham."

"Scammer. He just wanted to hijack our sympathy to use as a weapon."

With that revelation, the few who had defended Richard and Jocelyn immediately switched sides. Stripped of all public support, the couple faced a massive new wave of online backlash.

That afternoon, Mira and Owen waited in a private suite at the nearest Solflare Grand Hotel for Jordan. As their own turf, it ensured absolute privacy.

Being on home ground made things relaxed. They ordered their favorite dishes and chatted over the meal.