Chapter 246

The call ended with a soft click.

Rosalind Blackwell twirled her phone between her fingers, a wicked gleam dancing in her eyes. Who would’ve thought a simple visit to Evelyn Carter’s company would yield such valuable leverage?

A smirk curled her lips. Oh, Evelyn. You’re in for quite the surprise at tomorrow’s bidding.

The moment Rosalind left, Adrian Prescott slipped back into Evelyn’s office.

His usual playful demeanor was gone, replaced by sharp focus. "Evelyn, what was Rosalind doing here?"

Evelyn glanced up, arching a brow. "You seem awfully interested in her movements."

Adrian scoffed. "Interested? Hardly. She’s not worth a second thought."

He stepped closer, his gaze intense.

"Evelyn, Rosalind is dangerous. We need to be cautious."

His eyes flicked toward the documents on the desk.

"The Dunhill project is a goldmine. Half the city is after it. I wouldn’t put it past her to pull something."

Evelyn’s playful expression faded.

Rosalind’s sudden appearance had been suspicious.

After a beat of silence, Evelyn met Adrian’s eyes. A silent understanding passed between them.

Their gazes shifted toward the hidden camera in the corner.

"Whatever she did, we’ll find out soon enough."

The next morning, a sleek red Ferrari idled outside Evelyn’s home.

Adrian checked his watch, leaning against the car with practiced ease.

Thirty minutes later, Evelyn appeared, dressed in a crisp white suit that made his pulse stutter.

He straightened, flashing her a grin as he opened the passenger door. "Morning, boss."

Evelyn blinked. "What are you doing here?"

Adrian’s smirk deepened. "What else? Playing chauffeur."

He gestured grandly to the seat.

With an exasperated sigh, Evelyn slid inside. Adrian shut the door and took the driver’s seat, easing the car onto the road.

Through the rearview mirror, he caught her sharp gaze. "You know, I could handle the bidding alone today."

Evelyn didn’t look up from her tablet. "You were up all night. Your eyes are bloodshot."

Adrian chuckled. "Serving Kingsley Industries is my pleasure."

"Don’t joke. If we lose this bid, it’s on you."

His grin turned wolfish. "Relax. I won’t disappoint you."

With that, he hit the gas.

Times Building loomed ahead, packed with corporate elites vying for the Dunhill project.

Adrian parked smoothly, then escorted Evelyn to the elevator.

The moment the doors opened, a man in a tailored suit approached. "Ms. Carter! A pleasure to see you."

Adrian leaned in, voice low. "Lionel Montgomery. CEO of Montgomery Realty. He profited the most when Delaney Group collapsed."

Evelyn gave a polite nod, her expression unreadable.

The game was on.