Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 771

There was no need to worry about Wyatt Wright and the others; they would head inside with Harvey Rivers.

When Mira Mercer and Owen Lance arrived at the hotel entrance, it wasn’t just Jillian Lowe and Elara Finn waiting for them—Harvey’s group was there too.

"Why haven't you gone inside?"

Harvey had an invitation, after all.

Hearing the voice, the group turned around to see an ethereal vision stepping out of a sleek luxury car, speaking directly to them.

A few soft, loose curls framed her elegant updo. Her features were strikingly delicate, and her luminous skin was radiant. The exquisite gown she wore perfectly accentuated her stunning curves.

"Is that Mira?"

Zachary Boone couldn't help but ask.

"Who else would be greeting us?"

Harvey rolled his eyes at them, silently criticizing their lack of exposure to the finer things.

Jillian, however, murmured involuntarily, "I finally get to see Mira dressed to the nines. She looks absolutely gorgeous!"

Elara, having spent more time with Mira, wasn't as surprised. "Didn't you see her when she attended Lawrence's engagement party?"

"That was in photos. This is real life."

Beside Mira, Owen stood in a perfectly tailored black suit. His gaze was sharp, radiating an undeniable, commanding aura that made him devastatingly handsome.

Jillian only dared a quick glance before averting her eyes. A man like that was like staring directly into the sun—blinding and entirely out of reach.

She finally understood why Mira had never entertained the idea of dating someone as successful as Harvey. With Owen in the picture, the bar was simply set too high.

Or so Jillian thought.

Elara was the first to actually answer Mira’s question. "We were waiting for you. You're the boss."

After parking the car, the group walked up to the banquet hall entrance. Harvey, Mira, and Owen all presented their invitations, allowing the entire party—including a few bodyguards—to breeze inside without issue.

Jillian scanned the grand hall, taking in the opulent decor, the towering champagne pyramids, the lavish hors d'oeuvres stations, and the servers weaving seamlessly through the crowd.

Observing the guests, who were draped in haute couture and glittering jewels, made Jillian—who usually prided herself on her fashion sense—feel entirely underdressed.

She leaned in and whispered to Elara, "Mira is amazing for bringing us along to experience this. I shadowed Vanessa Voss for so long, and she never once invited me to a high-end event like this.

She always acted like we'd embarrass her."

Elara looked at her sympathetically. "You backed the wrong horse."

Jillian was momentarily speechless.

Just as she was about to correct Elara's phrasing, the other girl added, "But at least you were smart enough to ditch her."

What kind of phrasing was that? It made them sound like a divorced couple.