Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 743

A person only had so much energy in a day. She couldn't dominate every single industry or chase every last dollar.

Between her university courses and her corporate workload, Mira was maxed out. She couldn't pile anything else onto her plate.

As the meeting wrapped up, Wesley walked her out. "I heard you have a major television interview this Sunday. Could you maybe give the club a shoutout on air?"

"If I can seamlessly fit it in, absolutely. I'll even drop the handle for our official page."

Doing so would quietly serve as free advertising for her Short-Video Platform anyway.

On Sunday, the highly anticipated broadcast that had been prepped all week finally went live.

"Welcome! Should we call you Miss Mercer, Boss Mercer, or just Mira?" Jasper Marsh, the veteran host, beamed at the camera. "Goodness, you have so many titles, even seasoned professionals like us are at a loss for words."

As expected of one of Mavaria's top anchors with an audience of hundreds of millions, Jasper's breezy, good-natured intro instantly melted away the studio's initial tension.

But Mira wasn't the least bit intimidated. She offered a relaxed smile. "Whatever you prefer. I'm really not picky."

The young woman across from the hosts had soft, long hair cascading loosely over her shoulders, with a few stray strands framing her forehead. Her luminous skin seemed to glow subtly under the studio's warm lighting. Her bright eyes were remarkably calm and profound, as serene as a still winter lake, yet carrying the faintest trace of warmth.

Mira hadn't dressed up extravagantly for the segment, but her effortless, striking features completely captivated the hosts, who were far too used to heavy, artificial makeup.

"Hahaha!"

"Alright, alright, jokes aside, let's get down to business," Jasper said, smoothing his expression and turning to the main camera. "Welcome back, viewers. You're watching an exclusive MNN broadcast. Sitting before us today is the teenage entrepreneur taking the nation by storm—Mira Mercer."

"Hello, everyone. I'm Mira Mercer, and it's a pleasure to be here." Mira addressed the camera with a perfectly measured smile.

"According to the timeline, the Solflare Group went from its absolute infancy to where it is today in exactly fifteen months," Jasper noted. "At the time you launched, you were in your senior year of high school. Anyone who's taken the college entrance exams knows the sheer academic pressure is enough to crush a person. Furthermore, our research shows you were also deeply involved in competitive martial arts, pulling in phenomenal results there as well. We have to know—what kind of driving force pushed you to kick off a corporate empire during the most stressful year of your academic life?"

Clara chimed in, "We're talking about senior year! The absolute nightmare of every teenager's existence. Stacks of study guides, endless test papers, quizzes every five days, massive exams every ten days. The stress of college admissions, family expectations, ruthless competition... Yet you didn't just survive. You graduated as valedictorian, achieved martial arts excellence, and built a colossal corporate empire. How did you possibly manage your time to pull off a trifecta like that?"