Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1190

As the Quinns were escorted away, Master Ellis turned to Mira. "Have someone deliver a batch of Veritas Fluid to the police. It will ensure a very efficient interrogation."

Mira nodded and sent the order. "When will Grandma wake up?"

"Sometime tomorrow," Master Ellis replied. "You should head home. There's no need for both of us to keep watch, and I can handle any complications.

You have classes tomorrow."

With Master Ellis standing guard, Mira felt genuinely relieved. There was no need to hover endlessly.

"Alright. I'll head back, but I'll relieve you after my classes tomorrow."

Master Ellis's presence meant both the medical and security aspects were fully covered. His mastery of ancient pharmacology—especially toxicology and antidotes—far surpassed her own.

Just then, Owen burst through the hospital doors.

"Why didn't anyone tell me Grandma was attacked?!"

Mira hadn't wanted to cause a panic. As long as she and Master Ellis were there, they had it handled. Owen wasn't a doctor, and she hadn't wanted to drag him into the chaos prematurely.

"It was an absolute emergency. I only had time to call Master Ellis on the way. Once we got here, we were fighting to keep her alive and analyze the poison. I literally just caught my breath."

"How is she?"

Owen asked.

"Stable. She's out of immediate danger. But an attack like this... it's done irreversible damage. Her lifespan has been severely shortened."

"Any leads on the attacker?"

"I handed it over to the police and authorized the use of Veritas Fluid. We'll have answers soon.

Let's head home. I'll leave the Iron Wolves here to assist Master Ellis. If anything happens, they'll call."

And just like Eleanor, her child had ignored her desperate attempts to guide him, despite her purest intentions.

Seeing Rachel's distress, Mira offered a gentle smile. "Don't worry, Rachel. When you get older, I'll make sure you're taken care of."

"Mira, you already take such incredible care of me. You give me the lightest chores, pay me the highest salary, and constantly hand out bonuses.

I know that whether it's the way we live or the way we talk, you've never treated me like hired help. You treat me like family.

But when I'm too old to work, I couldn't bear to be a burden on you.

I know what you're going to say, but please, listen. I know your promise isn't just empty words.

So I'll tell you this right now—I raised Mason, I bought his house, and I paid for his wedding. I've fulfilled my duty as a mother.

From this day forward, I am washing my hands of him. Whether he thrives or ruins his life, it's his problem. Every cent you pay me will be saved for my own future, not wasted on him."