Chapter 512
Mira’s war chest was primed. On top of the five billion dollars Ethan had supplied, she had liquidated a billion of her own assets. Owen Lance had thrown in another billion, and Master Ellis had quietly wired over five hundred million.
To her surprise, Harvey Rivers had also backed her with two hundred million dollars.
Right now, cash was ammunition, and Mira wasn’t going to play polite. She absorbed every dime, making mental notes of the favors she owed.
Porter Entertainment wasn’t like the crumbling Mercer Group. They were at the peak of their corporate ascent, flush with heavy capital.
To devour them in a financial bloodbath, she needed overwhelming leverage. The capital in her hands was both her armor and the artillery she would launch at her enemies.
Dominic West called her private line. “If you need ghost capital, say the word p>
“I’ve got it covered. Thanks, Dominic p>
Mira never once pried into his highly classified government background.
“Are we operating under proxies this time?” Quentin Vance, the general manager of her financial division, asked.
“No, use my name p>
It was time to unleash the full weight of Lady Oracle’s reputation.
The war with the Porter family was out in the open, and she was done playing from the shadows.
She had allowed Porter Entertainment to balloon in value over the past few weeks simply to let Adrian and Mara dig their own graves. Now that the Mercer Group was dead, it was time to make Shane Porter bleed.
Three days later, Adrian was discharged from the hospital. Though he dreaded the reality, the court-appointed liquidation team arrived right on schedule.
Before he could even ask for a glass of water, stacks of asset forfeiture documents were shoved in front of him, awaiting his signature.
With a few strokes of a pen, the century-old empire that had once dominated Melvion City ceased to exist.
The Mercer Group, once the undisputed king of the city, was entirely wiped off the map.
Technically, the corporation owned dozens of stellar subsidiaries, but Adrian lacked the capital to salvage a single one.
He was tired. He just wanted to live out his twilight years in peace with his wife and daughter. But fate had other plans.
That afternoon, before the public could even process the fall of the Mercer titan, a massive data dump hit the internet. The videos meticulously documented:Mara’s treason.
Every secret meeting, every piece of stolen data, every whispered conversation was laid bare.
It even included the original security footage of Mara negotiating her sabotage deal
with Shane Porter shortly after she joined the Mercer household.
The footage revealed that Mara
mostly used Norman as her courier,
only meeting Allen and Shane Porter
in person three times when
stakes were critical.
Roxanne Porter had also been caught on tape meeting with Mara after returning from abroad.
Mira was the architect of the leak. Bankruptcy wasn’t enough. In her past life, Mara had ground her into the dirt and ultimately orchestrated her death.
This time, Mira was going to burn her world to ash.
The files dropped at one in the morning. Norman was sound asleep when his wife, who had been scrolling through her phone Molently shook him awake. One glance at the screen, and he shot out of bed like he had been electrocuted
The leak didn’t just expose Mara as a traitorous rat; it broadcasted the ugly truth of
Adrian and his illegitimate daughter to the entire world.
And smack in the middle of it all was Norman.
Though Norman was a small fry, he had been a crucial accomplice in Mira’s past-life demise.
She was never going to let him slide.
Norman scrambled into his clothes in a blind panic.
“Where the hell are you going in the middle of the night?” his wife hissed.
“To quit! Adrian still owes me months of back pay and my yearly bonus.
There’s a ton of valuables left in that house, and I need to get my cut before it’s too late!” Whoever had leaked the videos had horrible timing.
“Can’t it wait until morning p>