Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 776

Despite their business dealings, they had only officially met once, in the dead of night. After that, Mira hadn't given Hank much thought.

She had simply assumed his age based on the ruthless, seasoned way he handled his operations.

"Really? Because I heard Miss Mercer possessed a photographic memory."

"Only when it comes to academics and data. I'm terrible with faces."

Mira casually brushed it off with a smile. Calling him an 'Old Man' had clearly bruised his ego a little too much.

"Ah, so a photographic memory only works when it's convenient?"

After exchanging a few more witty remarks, the tension settled into an easy camaraderie. Realizing they were completely shut out of the conversation, Seraphina and her friends stalked off, their faces tight with resentment.

Hank took a seat and lowered his voice. "I hear Lawrence is making aggressive moves in the financial sector tonight. Are you two prepared?"

"We're perfectly fine. Our business is spotless. Whatever moves he makes, we'll counter them."

Owen replied smoothly.

"True. When it comes to finance, you two are the apex predators."

Hank took a sip of his drink and seamlessly shifted gears. "Do you have any lucrative new ventures coming down the pipeline?"

Mira stayed silent.

"Look at her, terrified I'm going to snatch up your profits," Hank teased.

Mira scanned the surrounding crowd. Seeing that everyone was out of earshot, she leaned in slightly. "We operate entirely above board."

"What kind of statement is that? Do I look like a criminal to you?"

"It has nothing to do with legality. Truthfully, our major shareholders are already fighting over equity. We simply don't have enough pieces of the pie to hand out."

Owen interjected, cleanly shielding Mira.

"I know every project you touch prints money. But we're friends now. If you're feasting on prime steak, you can at least toss me a bone, right?"

Hank said with a laugh.

"I won't promise a hundred percent invulnerability. But if you purchase our Tier-1 Sentinel Defense, I can guarantee a ninety percent survival rate.

The remaining ten percent is entirely dependent on your own situational awareness."

No external security force could offer absolute protection. If a bullet was already in the air, a bodyguard rarely had the physical speed to intercept it.

A successful interception only occurred if the detail neutralized the threat before the trigger was fully depressed.

Owen and Mira exchanged a meaningful look.

"To be entirely transparent, we're launching a massive offensive in the Javenaire Federation shortly. We want to contract your Sentinel-Grade Security.

Name your price."

While Mira’s mentor had his own overseas syndicates, surveillance tech had evolved too rapidly in recent years. Layering an additional, elite defensive perimeter was the only logical choice.

"Consider it done. Send over your operational timeline and specific threat parameters, and I'll forward the invoice for the Tier-1 package."

"The operation is a short-term, aggressive financial siege. Astronomical risk, astronomical return.