Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 1250

The more Ethan thought about it, the more panic consumed him, sending a violent tremor through his body.

His brilliant, beautiful sister! She was a sheer genius who conquered the global financial world at such a young age.

If those bastards had actually killed Mira, he would personally tear them apart and feed them to the dogs!

Ethan clenched his jaw.

He dialed Wyatt Grant, his most trusted assistant, who picked up on the first ring.

"Boss, you're awake? Mr. Mercer told me you wouldn't regain consciousness until tomorrow."

"Cut to the chase. What the hell happened at the company?"

"Fiona Quinn completely botched the new project.

The Chairman said if corporate takes legal action, she won't just be fired—she'll face prison time.

He argued that since Ms. Quinn has been dedicated to the Mercer Group for years, we should cover for her.

He said it would be different if the blame fell on you. You're the heir to the Mercer family. If you make a mistake, we just cover the financial loss, and your reputation remains largely intact.

So..."

"So, they made me the scapegoat?

If Adrian wanted to play the knight in shining armor, why didn't he take the fall himself?"

Over the phone, Wyatt froze. Why was Ethan referring to his own father by his first name?

But as an assistant, it wasn't his place to ask.

"What are they doing right now?"

Ethan demanded.

"They're currently apologizing to the board of directors on your behalf..."

The irony was sickening. They pinned their crime on him, then acted like the dutiful family apologizing for his mess? They were playing the martyrs.

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