Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 533

"I couldn't have done it without all of your hard work. The true treasure here is the company's stellar reputation, its historical network, and the foundation you've all built," Micah replied with a practiced, humble smile. His flawless charm had the executives nodding in absolute awe.

"Easton, you hate me for taking your shares, but look at it now. Even if I hadn't taken them, they would have ended up in Micah's hands anyway." A short distance away, Natalia smirked at Easton. "See? Those executives who used to back you are now fawning over Micah like loyal lapdogs."

Easton knew exactly what she was doing. She was trying to provoke him into going after Micah.

"He's capable, so naturally, people respect him. But what about you?" Easton fired back with a cold smile. "You worked so hard to get those shares, only to hand them over on a silver platter. Who exactly is pulling your strings? They really don't trust you, do they?"

Natalia's face darkened.

The company had invited several corporate partners, and Alicia was on the guest list.

When Alicia arrived, Natalia was already waiting near the entrance.

"Alicia, Micah has completely won over the executives. That company was your beloved Tyrone's life's work. Are you really just going to sit back and let someone else take it? Doesn't that eat you alive?" Natalia stood beside her, eyes fixed on Micah in the distance.

Alicia smiled faintly. "Tyrone is gone. Besides, the company was left to Easton by his grandfather. I have nothing to be bitter about. Easton might be young now, but he'll outshine Micah eventually."

"That's exactly why we need to team up! Micah's next target is you. You should play along, bait him in... and we'll see who comes out on top," Natalia said, her voice dripping with venomous excitement.

She knew perfectly well why the Gentleman had sent Micah to Seaview City—he wanted both Lynch Corporation and White Corporation.

Lynch Corporation was already in the bag. The next target was the highly coveted White Corporation.

Brandon and Jade were utterly useless, so the Gentleman had no choice but to play his trump card.

And that was Micah.

Micah chuckled. "Your husband... Tyrone? Didn't he..."

He caught himself before saying the word 'die,' knowing it would be deeply inappropriate.

Alicia nodded. "Exactly. I'm only worried because he's dead. If he were alive, he wouldn't be able to see us. But as a ghost, he might just hover over my shoulder all day..."

Micah let out an awkward cough. He was a strict materialist, but Alicia had delivered the line with deadpan seriousness.

Amused, he tried again. "That was thoughtless of me. Then, Miss Shelton, would you mind sitting in that quiet corner over there for a moment?"

Alicia agreed. She needed to ask him what the hair clip meant, anyway.

Meanwhile, back at his office in Evercrest Group, Tyrone let out a sudden, violent sneeze.