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Mr. Wilson pulled something from behind him and tossed it at her feet.
"You mean this shadow you saw? Was it this?"
Vivian stared in disbelief.
"This...?"
"From the moment you had your first nightmare, | had people watching the villa's surroundings. Tonight, the so-
called ghost you saw? It was just a piece of white cloth.
"The person behind it got away, but they left this behind."
His eyes were ice-cold.
Then he scoffed.
"Idiot. You've been played and didn't even realize it. Do you actually believe in ghosts? You've thrown away every
bit of education you've ever received."
The tight grip of fear in Vivian's chest suddenly loosened.
She let out a breathless chuckle, which quickly turned into anger.
"Who?! Who would dare mess withlike this?!"
Mr. Wilson leaned back, watching her. "Find out for yourself. I'll give you full authority to investigate, but don't let
it interfere with our plans. You've already slowed us down enough these past few days."
Vivian lowered her gaze. "I understand, Grandpa. I'll get myself back on track."
He eyed the swollen redness on her cheek but ultimately sighed.
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"As for Tina Mendes-stay out of it. I'll handle it from here."
Relief flooded through her. "Thank you, Grandpa."
Mr. Wilson turned his attention to a stack of documents beside him. "The strategy team did a good job with this
proposal. We'll move forward with it as planned."
Then he paused and looked at her again.
"By the way, how are things with Zachary? Any progress between you two?"
Vivian's expression darkened slightly. She didn't answer his question.
Instead, a different thought surfaced in her mind-something her assistant had mentioned on their way back from
Brookshire.
"Grandpa, someone is investigating that matter."
Mr. Wilson's pupils shrank slightly.
"Who?"
"They're extremely cautious. The moment they sense any movement, they back
off. Our people are on full alert," she replied in a low voice.
Mr. Wilson nodded, reaching for a bottle of red wine on the table.
"Vi, tell Zachary to cover for dinner tonight. | have a fine bottle of wine-I'd like to share it with him."
Vivian's head snapped up.
Was he suspicious of...?
She hesitated but swallowed the question.
Instead, she nodded firmly. "Yes, Grandfather."
7:00 PM - The Wilson Estate
Two luxury cars pulled up at the entrance of the Wilson estate-one a sleek red Ferrari, the other a black Cayenne.
Zachary stepped out of his car, falling into step beside Vivian as they walked through the grand entrance
together.
Inside, Mr. Wilson greeted them with a warm, grandfatherly smile.
"I've been wanting to invite you over
for dinner for a while now,” he seid
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work'must keep you busy. Tonight,
though, | have a special treat for you."
He gestured toward a beautifully displayed bottle of wine.
"This is no ordinary bottle. It's
Romanée-Conti Grand Qru the King
of Wineg, ityvascperbandly acquired
fpat a Sotheby's auction. The
final bid? Over half a million dollars."
Mr. Wilson's gaze held a trace of satisfaction as he observed Zachary's reaction. Zachary glanced at the bottle.
Romanée-Conti Grand Cru was a
rare, limited-release wine. Even at
prestigious aucpy ahandful
poets ever ISHS to bidding,
often being snapped up instantly. The
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He smirked slightly.
"If Grandpa knew | got to enjoy such a fine bottle at the Wilson estate, he'd scold
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