Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 532

Alicia nodded, lost in thought.

Why exactly had Micah given her that hair clip?

"I can't stay at Evercrest Group for too long. I should get going. I'll let you know the second anything happens," Alicia said, reassuring Tyrone that she could take care of herself now.

"Alright." Tyrone held her hand, reluctant to let go after they had finally managed to see each other.

Lately, they had both been consumed by their own battles, making their meetings painfully brief.

It wasn't that Tyrone was overly jealous; he was just terrified that someone might try to swoop in and steal his wife while he couldn't be by her side.

"I'll come home as soon as I can," Tyrone murmured, ruffling her hair. He missed Alicia, and he missed their baby.

"There's no rush. Just stay calm. The more patient you are, the more the people in the shadows will believe you're truly dead, and that's when they'll slip up. Look at what's happening now—even Micah has been forced into the light. Whoever is pulling the strings can't be hiding much further behind him," Alicia said, feeling optimistic about their progress.

Natalia was completely under control, and Shaw was dead. It was only a matter of time before the mastermind was exposed.

In her desperate climb for power, Natalia would inevitably need to eliminate the Gentleman. When that time came, she would spill the truth on her own.

"Yeah." Tyrone smiled. He realized how much Alicia had grown. He used to be the one comforting her, but now the roles were reversed.

Ever since Alicia had taken control of the White family and White Corporation, she had become remarkably mature and grounded.

He had always known how brilliant she was, and he was more than willing to do everything in his power to lift her up.

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Natalia's residence.

Natalia was having a complete meltdown. The executives at Lynch Corporation had officially accepted Micah and were even throwing him a grand welcome party to celebrate his takeover of the company.

Azure Sky Club.

Micah's welcome party was being held at a high-end club owned by Lynch Corporation.

His business acumen was undeniable. Within just two days of taking the reins, he had secured several massive European projects that the previous management had broken their backs trying to land.

The company's employees needed to make a living, and the beneficiaries of his success were naturally thrilled.

Whether it was top-tier executives, mid-level management, or ground-level staff, no one truly cared who sat on the throne. As long as the leader benefited the company and brought them profit, they were the best boss in the world.

"Mr. Quinn, you're an absolute blessing to this company. The moment you arrived, all our previous hurdles vanished. You're our savior," several executives flattered him shamelessly.

Micah was entirely different from Clayton. Clayton was highly competent but famously aloof and icy. The White Corporation executives respected Clayton's skills, but most found him too unapproachable. Micah, however, was the complete package—brilliant, socially flawless, and blessed with a charismatic personality that left no room for criticism.