Mom, call me immediately.
Do you have any idea who Theodore Blackwood is?
He’s worth over $500 million.
What is your relationship with him?
Viven’s father wants to meet with him about the building purchase.
Can you arrange an introduction?
Please call.
We need to talk.
I showed the messages to Theo, who read them with obvious satisfaction.
“Interesting how quickly their interest in your personal life developed,” he observed.
“What are you going to do about the building?”
“Nothing.”
“The sale is final, the contracts are signed, and Ashworth Properties has 90 days to relocate.”
“Business is business.”
He paused, considering.
“though I suppose if someone convinced me that the current tenants had suddenly developed better manners and a proper appreciation for family relationships, I might be persuaded to consider a long-term lease arrangement.”
The implications were clear.
This wasn’t just about real estate.
It was about power, respect, and the sudden realization that the woman they’d dismissed as an embarrassment was connected to someone who could significantly impact their lives.
My phone buzzed again.
This time it was a call from Viven.
I looked at Theo, who nodded encouragingly.
“Hello, Vivien.”
“Ellaner!”
Her voice was strained, all traces of her earlier arrogance gone.
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