DreameNovelChapter 333: Elsewhere, at the hospital, Kristopher set aside the medical report he had been reviewing and glanced at Lise, who was completely absorbed in her phone. With a soft chuckle, he asked casually, "What's got your attention? You're so focused." Lise quickly swiped through her phone, closed WhatsApp, and opened a different app-a backstage account featuring details about an upcoming auction.
"There's an auction at Orkset tonight showcasing a rare and gorgeous necklace." She tapped on a picture and, as she looked up, the sternness in her eyes melted into a sweet smile. She stepped closer and held out the phone for Kristopher to see.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe took it and looked at the image of the necklace displayed on the screen. The necklace was crafted to mimic a silk ribbon, studded with diamonds that sparkled like a galaxy. Glamorous, sure, but nothing truly one of a kind. "If you like it," Kristopher said nonchalantly, "have someone bid on it for you. I'll handle the expense." Lise playfully tugged at his arm. "You're so thoughtful, Kristopher. This necklace will be perfect for the gala next week." Kristopher's attention shifted to a nearby piano—a crystal grand piano, gleaming and pristine, as if it had been plucked straight from a fairy tale.
Lise, who hadn't noticed it before, now caught sight of the piano. Her eyes sparkled as she pointed to it in the picture. "That's the piano from Always Be With You! The one where the female lead plays the title song for the male lead." Always Be With You. Always by your side.
Lise kept talking enthusiastically, but Kristopher's mind had already wandered. He was picturing an elegant figure seated at the piano, fingers gliding across the keys.
Night enveloped the city as Carrie stepped out of the Campbell family's company building, her arms laden with signed contracts. She had moved swiftly, finalizing the equity transfer without interference. Tristan and Cindy, it seemed, had been preoccupied with sfamily at the hospital. Carrie didn't care about their reasons; their absence had smoothed her path.
Outside, the sky stretched dark and quiet, punctuated by faint stars. One shone brighter than the rest, catching her gaze. They say loved ones who pass on becstars. Maybe, just maybe, it was her mother watching over her, blessing her from above.
The contracts in her hands were proof of her resolve. She now controlled 45% of the company, far more than her mother ever had. Her mother once controlled just 20% of the shares, which eventually fell into Tristan's hands after she left the company. Now, Carrie held more than twice what her mother had.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe taxi pulled up to Bayview Villa, and Carrie stepped out to find a scene of bustling activity. A large truck idled at the entrance while a team of workers carefully unloaded a massive wooden crate.
"Miss, please stand back," one of the workers warned. "These items are valuable; we can't afford any accidents." Carrie hesitated, her curiosity piqued.
Before she could respond, Oliver appeared from inside the villa. "This is Mrs. Norris, he informed the En: worker.
"Mrs. Norris," he greeted. "This is a gift from Mr. Norris.
Her eyes drifted to the enormous crate. Kristopher's gifts were usually jewelry or handbags-luxuries meant En. to impress but often impersonal.
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