Chapter 507
After resting for a moment, Adrian dialed Mira’s number.
“Mira, if you save the company, you can name any condition you want,” he said, cutting straight to the chase.
“I’m worth tens of billions now. Saving the Mercer Group would be a piece of cake,” Mira drawled lazily, leaning back in her chair. “But unfortunately, you don’t have anything I’m interested in p>
“You ungrateful wretch!” Adrian gritted his teeth.
“Bingo. You guessed it. I’m the ungrateful wretch, and all I want to see right now is the Porters swallowing you whole p>
“The company is your home! You’ll face retribution for leaving it to die p>
“Home? I think you’re losing your mind, Adrian. It hasn’t even been a year since we severed ties. You announced it yourself online. You literally said, ‘I wouldn’t care if you died on the streets.’ My memory is perfectly fine; how did you, the person who said it, forget? As for retribution, I think your current predicament is karma at its finest. Let’s not talk about this life-if you want a better one, try being a decent person in your next p>
“You… you p>
This time, Mira didn’t hang up first. Adrian couldn’t handle the humiliation and slammed the phone down.
He felt a crushing wave of helplessness and regret. He deeply regretted driving such a brilliant child out of the house.
He had chased away every capable heir he had, and now that the empire was crumbling, there was no one left to save him.
Sighing, he looked at Fiona. “Go back and check on Mara. With everything falling apart, she must be terrified at home alone p>
Fiona agreed. Her precious daughter was her top priority.
“I’ll head back. Call the nurse if you need anything. I’ll see you tomorrow morning p>
Once Fiona was gone, he dialed Lacey’s number.
His ex-wife used to adore him more than anyone. He refused to believe she didn’t harbor some lingering affection.
“Lacey, I miss you so much. I was wrong. Please forgive me. If you just forgive me, I’ll do anything you want p>
Lacey’s body felt like it had been run over by a truck after the kidnapping ordeal, and she had spent days resting. Feeling slightly better today, she had taken a short walk downstairs with the maid’s help.
She had just returned when she received Adrian’s tearful call.
“What kind of psychotic breakdown are you having? Are you possessed?” she snapped. “I’m Lacey, not your beloved Fiona.
You’ve got the wrong number. You
specifically ordered me nevento tell.
anyone I was your ex wife.
remember that clearly p>
“Lacey, it’s all my fault. I deserve to die. I’m a monster. Please, can you forgive me p>
“Forgive you? What, did Fiona dump you p>
Lacey hadn’t kept up with the news of the Mercer Group’s impending collapse. Unlike Ethan and Mira, she didn’t track the stock market. She
had spent the last few elme
obsessing over who had
orchestrated her kidnapping.
Adrian was speechless. His ex-wife’s logic was as bizarre as ever.
“Let me tell you something. Even if Fiona dumped you, I wouldn’t take you back. I
don’t collect garbage,” Lacey scoffed.
Adrian was even more dumbfounded, but he quickly pivoted.
“Dump me? Does she even have the right? I’m dumping her. Lacey, living with her made me realize how wonderful you are. She’s nothing compared to you. She isn’t even fit to wash your feet. If you come back to me. I’ll do whatever you want t te her up and et you beat her to vent your anger. How about that p>