Chapter 16
Stella didn’t respond right away. When she finally found her voice, her voice trembled with
disbelief.
“R–Really?”
Vivian hummed in response.
“I’ll make the arrangements. Keep this under wraps for now,” she said.
Stella took a moment to compose herself, then swore repeatedly that she wouldn’t tell a soul.
Once she calmed down, she no longer believed Vivian could actually persuade Kingston to invest in Halcyon Group’s project. The profit margin alone made it unlikely, and someone of his stature would never bother with something so trivial.
After hanging up, Vivian searched her bag for the business card Theo had given her after the car accident. She checked twice but couldn’t find it.
The insurance company had handled all follow–up matters, and she hadn’t saved a single contact for Kingston or his assistant.
After much deliberation, she had no choice but to text Vanessa to get Kingston’s address in Baymoor.
Vanessa, who usually responded in her typical laid–back way, immediately perked up when she saw the message. Having grown up together, she naturally knew about the engagement that once existed between the Hartwell and Howard families.
“Vivian, don’t tell me you’re trying to chase something you’ve already let go.”
Vivian pressed a hand to her forehead in exasperation. “Is that all you think I’m doing?”
Vanessa pondered for a few seconds before replying, “Or… you could be the one who turns the past into a stepping stone.”
Vivian couldn’t help but laugh, then got straight to the point. “Camille said Kingston is interested in buying Whitfield Group’s shares. I want to discuss it with him.”
Vanessa fell silent for a moment before offering a word of caution. “If you sell your shares to him, Whitfield Group will eventually be absorbed by Howard Group and cease to exist.”
Whitfield Group carried all of Vivian’s years of effort. She had watched it grow from the ground up. Of course, it mattered to her.
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“You need to think this through,” Vanessa added.
Vivian glanced back at the Whitfield Group office building and muttered, “The only reason this company meant anything to me was because of what I poured into it. The company itself wasn’t the point. What made it matter was my contribution.”
Without her involvement, the place held no significance anymore. It was time to let go and focus on building the next chapter.
Realizing that Vivian had completely let go, Vanessa teased her for a bit before ending the call. She immediately asked around about Kingston’s address in Baymoor and sent it to Vivian as soon as she had it.
“I already checked with my brother. He says Kingston’s at home.”
Vivian arrived at the door of Kingston’s luxury penthouse, following the address Vanessa had sent her. She pressed the doorbell and waited several minutes, but no one answered. Just as she raised her hand to press it again, the door swung open from the inside.
He stood there, his handsome face calm and unreadable, but his dark eyes betrayed a flicker of impatience. In his long, elegant fingers, he held a phone.
The screen showed a popular MOBA–style game, its visuals dark and muted. His character had just been taken out by an opponent.
Vivian froze for a moment. She hadn’t expected someone so cold and aloof to actually play a game like this.
“Mr. Howard, I heard from my sister, Camille, that you’re interested in buying Whitfield Group’s shares. I came to talk to you about it…”
He glanced at her indifferently, but didn’t wait for her to finish. As his character respawned, he lowered his head and dove back into the game. He didn’t step aside or invite her in, but he didn’t send her away either.
Vivian could only wait silently at the door, watching him finish the round.
His complete focus was almost mesmerizing. He guided his character to support his
teammates, his awareness sharp enough to make an impact. But as soon as he appeared on the
battlefield, he barely had a chance to act before being eliminated again.
Kingston stared at the dimmed screen, his expression darkening along with it.