Chapter 11

Valrose Group had been making frequent moves in the real estate industry recently.

Vincent Valrose was gradually transferring power, letting Natalie take over the company's core operations.

Vivian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, her fingertips lightly tapping the glass.

She had been away from the Valrose family for four whole years without a single trace. Yet her biological father Vincent had never bothered to look for her.

There had never been a place for her in that household.

It was precisely this cold indifference that allowed her to grow up in the countryside and eventually join the organization, honing her extraordinary skills.

Her phone vibrated. Vivian dialed Lucas's number.

"Viv!" Lucas's voice brimmed with excitement.

"What's Valrose Group up to lately?"

"They're eyeing that plot in the southern district." Lucas quickly pulled up the files. "Natalie's been throwing money around to grease palms. She's dead set on getting it."

A faint smile touched Vivian's lips. "Hijack it."

"On it!"

Lucas worked with astonishing efficiency. Two days later, the newly registered "Triple Six Realty" successfully secured the project.

The news reached Natalie just as she was trying on her engagement ring in the dressing room.

"What?!" She shot up from her seat, nails digging into her palms.

She had wined and dined, pulling out all the stops to secure that land.

"Find out who did this!"

"It's a newly established company..."

Natalie trembled with rage but forced herself to suppress it. The engagement ceremony was about to begin.

In the banquet hall, Oliver stood expressionless at the end of the red carpet.

Dressed in an immaculate suit, his eyes were as hollow as a marionette's.

Natalie walked toward him on Vincent's arm, her smile saccharine sweet.

"Oliver." She cooed. "From today onward, you're my fiancé."

Oliver's lips moved soundlessly.

"Everyone's watching." Natalie pinched his arm discreetly.

Just then, the doors swung open abruptly.

"My little sister's engagement, and you didn't invite me?"

The cool female voice brought the entire room to a stunned silence.

...

In the top-floor office of Roscente Group, an assistant rushed in. "Mr. Roscente, we've found Madam."

"Where?"

"At the Valrose engagement banquet."

Ethan's brow furrowed slightly. Having investigated Vivian's background, he knew exactly what her situation in the Valrose family was like.

She'd left with nothing when they divorced. Showing up at the Valroses now likely meant she'd hit rock bottom.

Though their marriage had been transactional, remembering how she'd cared for him, Ethan picked up his suit jacket.

"Prepare the car."