Semua Bab As the Fake Heiress Rose to Power, the CEO Falls Apart: Bab 451 - Bab 460

The manager turned to her in shock, clearly about to say something, but Keith stopped him with a single look."You’ve got some sense, I’ll give you that. At least you know I’m not someone you can afford to offend." The wealthy woman sneered smugly, then barked at the manager, "Well? Hurry up and get these things packed for me!"The manager looked troubled, but before he could respond, Stellar spoke up with a cheerful smile. "Ma’am, you can take them, sure, but we’ll need your signature and fingerprints first. These three antiques are each worth over two million. “If it turns out someone took them without the owner’s permission, it’ll go straight to court. And that’s a serious offense—major fraud with a possibly of a life sentence."Her tone was breezy, but the words sent a chill down the woman’s spine. "Wh-What are you trying to say? Are you threatening me?""Oh no, not threatening. Just stating the facts. If you’ve got the owner's permission, there’s nothing to worry about, right?"

"Then I’ll leave it to you," Laurence said with a chuckle, clearly pleased.The more suitors his granddaughter attracted, the better her chances of finding the right one.Stellar, on the other hand, looked slightly exasperated, but it didn’t seem appropriate to refuse.On the way back, Keith kept bringing up amusing topics, clearly trying to win over Laurence, who laughed heartily throughout the ride. The heaviness from earlier had completely lifted.Stellar appreciated the effort. Maybe Keith had sensed something off about her grandfather’s mood and had taken it upon himself to help.The car pulled up in front of the villa.Just as they got out, Stephen stepped outside and caught sight of the three of them chatting and laughing.His expression tightened.Keith, as if sensing his gaze, shot him a look filled with smug confidence, as if to say, “Game on,” before waving and driving off.Laurence headed inside, but Stellar lingered.She walked straight toward Stephen, a teasing glint in

“No rush. I’m free all afternoon. Take your time and enjoy the dessert first,” Percy said gently, his smile relaxed."Stellar, aren’t you curious how I managed to climb back to the top? I’m not any less capable than I was before. If anything, it just proves you had great taste back then.”His self-congratulatory tone nearly made her gag."Mr. Moore, very impressive," she replied blandly, clearly not buying into the ego trip.But Percy took it as genuine praise, beaming. "But really, Stellar, it’s because of you that I pulled myself together. You’ve always been my driving force. I mean that I’m truly grateful."Stellar couldn’t care less about his sentimental nonsense. She finished her dessert in a few quick bites."Mr. Moore, I believe this is supposed to be a business meeting. If you’re not interested in the partnership and are just trying to stall, please say so—I won’t waste your time any further."Her tone left no room for pretense.Percy, sensing her patience wearing thin, finall

Keith seemed to catch on to her thoughts—just for a moment, a flicker of something unspoken passed through his expression, a hint of melancholy."Of course, I believe in you," he said with a playful edge. "Guess that just makes me your silent supporter from the sidelines, Miss Rivers."The tension in the car eased, replaced by a lighter, more comfortable air.Before long, they pulled up to the villa.As Stellar stepped out, she turned back to him. "Are you sure you don’t want to come in for dinner? It’s the least I can do to repay you for today."Keith didn’t want to pass up the chance. But he had an important meeting scheduled in just half an hour. Missing it would be unprofessional and disrespectful to the client.With clear reluctance, he declined. "Next time. I’ll come by properly, with a gift in hand to visit your grandparents."Stellar waved him off with a smile, then turned around, only to jump slightly at the sight of a tall, shadowy figure lingering a short distance away.I

That night, Percy stumbled home, still reeking of alcohol.Since reclaiming his place at the top, he’d gone back and bought Azure Heights—the same villa he once shared with Stellar.He had even restored her old room exactly as it was, down to the smallest detail. Every piece of furniture and arrangement just as she’d left it.With unsteady steps, he walked into the room, letting his fingers trail across the familiar surfaces—the vanity, the mirror.He remembered how she used to sit there, carefully putting on makeup while he leaned against the doorway, impatiently telling her to hurry.And she’d always reply that she wanted to look her best for him, every single day.The memories returned in waves—so vivid, so sweet, and all the more painful because they were gone.He sank onto the bed, lying back as if he could still feel the trace of her warmth in the sheets.Then, almost instinctively, he pulled out his phone and dialed her number. Only when the automated message played did he rem