Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 979

Mira didn't resume her shower immediately. Instead, she forwarded the security footage to York Vance with a short message: *Deal with your own crazy admirers. Don't drag me into your drama.*

If York couldn't even handle something this trivial, he wasn't fit to be a friend.

Besides, Mira didn't absolutely have to train at the military base. She could practice just as easily at Silas Lawson's security firm.

However, Mavaria had incredibly strict firearms regulations, and civilians were barred from ownership. That was why she usually focused her efforts on martial arts and hadn't considered it before.

After sending the message, she returned to the bathroom to finish washing up.

When she stepped out, her phone lit up with a text from York: *I'm so sorry that lunatic bothered you.*

*Don't worry, I'm handling it right now.*

Mira returned his missed call, and he picked up on the first ring. "I am so sorry, Mira. I had no idea that woman would lose her mind and actually track you down."

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"What? No.

I'm not insane. Why would I date someone like her? Her dad brought it up in the past, and I shut it down, but she still haunts me like a ghost.

Anyway, let's not waste time on this nonsense; your schedule is tight. I just wanted to let you know the situation is resolved. Rest easy tonight.

I already called her father and her commanding officers. She won't dare bother you again.

I also chewed out Winifred. She's strictly forbidden from bringing Felicia into your courtyard ever again..."

"York, as long as it's handled, you don't need to explain everything. Everyone has to deal with toxic people in their lives.

Good night."

"Make the most of this opportunity. It's an essential skill for any martial artist. Having that capability in your arsenal might just save your life one day."

"I know."

Finally, she called Owen. She sent all the photos she had taken that day over through Emerald Messenger. "What do you think, Owen? Look at me being a total badass."

On the other end of the line, Owen Lance scrolled through the photos, admiring Mira's confident, heroic posture. He studied her intense focus as she aimed down the sights, her sharp, unwavering gaze looking as though it could pierce through any obstacle.

"I'm starting to think you'd make a better soldier than a civilian," Owen said with a soft chuckle.

"Right? Are you starting to feel like you're out of my league?"

"Don't let it go to your head. I shouldn't have complimented you."

Though he was joking, Owen felt a distinct undercurrent of tension.