Lucas suddenly remembered the sister they had just brought back home. He recalled Julian mentioning, "Mira and Ethan made an absolute fortune on Wall Street."
But Lucas also remembered the $500,000 check he had given Mira as a welcoming gift. She had returned it the moment he silently permitted Mara to drug her.
They had never grown up together, so there was no emotional bond to begin with. To make matters worse, he had deeply offended her.
There was no way he could ask her for help.
This was the first time the esteemed second son of the Mercer family had ever been strapped for cash since he began his medical career. In the past, his peers would complain about a lack of funding, but he had naively assumed money problems would never apply to him.
But now...
Sure, future research breakthroughs could be monetized, but that required heavy upfront investment. You had to finalize the research first before anyone could appraise its value and turn it into capital.
Meanwhile, Mara was currently acting overly affectionate, nestled comfortably in Lacey's arms.
"How are things going at the company?"
Even though Mara was supposed to be in her senior year of high school, Fiona believed securing a grip on the Mercer Group was far more important. As for college, they could always donate a building and buy her way into a decent one.
In Fiona's eyes, regular people could graduate from top-tier universities and still end up as corporate drones making a few thousand bucks a month.
Because of this, Fiona brought Mara to the company every Sunday to learn the ropes of executive management.
And in this lifetime, because Mira and Ethan had left the picture so early, Mara surprisingly didn't feel the need to compete with Mira.
"Don't worry, Mom. I've been working so hard to learn management every weekend. Even though Ethan left, I'm going to step up and carry the Mercer Group.
"I'm improving so fast that Dad and Fiona haven't stopped praising me."
"Really?"
"Really."
Lacey hugged Mara even tighter. "You truly are my darling daughter, so thoughtful and sweet. Unlike Ethan... Ugh."
How could such a precious, well-behaved girl be the daughter of a mistress? It was pure nonsense. Lacey would take that belief to her grave.

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