Chapter 706

Evelyn's fingers traced the intricate design of her ring. The platinum band felt cool against her skin, its delicate craftsmanship catching the light.

Bennett cleared his throat. "Speaking of which, Mr. Blackwood made an appearance on a talk show yesterday. He was wearing 'Solitaire' during the interview."

He hesitated before continuing. "It's caused quite a stir online. Trending on all platforms. Should we issue a statement?"

At the mention of Nathan's name, Evelyn felt a sharp pain behind her temples.

They hadn't crossed paths in months, yet his presence seemed to haunt her daily life. Like an unwanted shadow that refused to fade.

She took three measured breaths before responding. "No. Let him have his moment in the spotlight."

Bennett nodded in understanding and began coordinating their next steps.

The afternoon passed in a blur.

Evelyn collected Jonathan Reeves from the office, with Bennett accompanying them to the private Aspen Lodge. Discretion was paramount when dealing with clients of this caliber - hence the exclusive resort with its gated security and elite amenities.

Jonathan rubbed his temples, still processing the afternoon's documents. The speed at which this meeting had been arranged surprised even him.

Evelyn scrolled through emails on her phone, barely glancing up. When she finally put her device away, Bennett handed her a chia seed parfait with fresh berries - fuel before the evening's negotiations.

She noticed Jonathan's nervous fidgeting and smiled. "Relax, Mr. Reeves. This will be elementary for someone of your experience."

Jonathan mopped his brow. "Ms. Sinclair, I must confess confusion. That project has been dormant for years - considered toxic by every major firm. Is tonight's meeting connected to it?"

Evelyn's almond-shaped eyes sparkled with quiet confidence. "Precisely."

Jonathan's mouth fell open. "But we're in the midst of a real estate downturn. That particular parcel has bankrupted three developers already. Why would Sterling Enterprises take interest now?"

Evelyn turned toward the window. The setting sun painted her porcelain skin in golden hues, highlighting the determined set of her jaw.

Her voice held quiet conviction when she finally spoke. "True visionaries see opportunity where others see ruin."

She turned back to face him, her smile radiant. "Sandford is on the verge of significant development. Our sources indicate this project will soon receive municipal backing."

She left the statement hanging, watching as understanding dawned in Jonathan's eyes. With government support and Sterling's resources behind them, failure wasn't an option.

Jonathan suddenly sat taller, decades seeming to fall away from his posture. The prospect of revitalizing a failed venture ignited long-dormant passion.

As their car pulled into the resort, Bennett leaned close. "Mr. Whitmore just arrived. He's waiting at the entrance."

Evelyn stepped out gracefully, smoothing her dress. Her gaze swept across the valet area - then froze.

Nathan Blackwood stood beside a sleek black sedan, his piercing gaze locking onto hers.