The assistant standing nearby blinked in surprise. Their boss typically preferred monetary solutions. To offer a personal favor was unusual, especially considering the sway and influence Gerard held over the city.

As Lilah accepted the card, their fingers brushed. A jolt of unspoken electricity passed between them, leaving her with a lingering sensation.

Her breath hitched momentarily as her eyes settled on the name. Her posture straightened in recognition.

Gerard Harris.

He was the helmsman of the illustrious Harris family, which held the reins of a leading financial dynasty in Eleywood.

Beyond their business prowess, the Harris lineage was known for producing luminaries in both politics and law.

And Gerard stood at the pinnacle.

The realization dawned on her that the child she had saved belonged to the Harris lineage, leaving her in a quandary about her feelings: gratitude or apprehension.

"I see," Lilah responded simply.

A palpable silence ensued.

Surely it was time for them to depart?

The atmosphere in the room grew taut with tension.

Taking a deep breath, Lilah offered, “Should I escort you to the door?"

A fleeting emotion, one she couldn't quite place, flickered in Gerard's profound eyes. He gave a restrained nod, scooped up his son, and made his exit.

She deliberately averted her eyes, choosing not to meet the lingering, yearning gaze of the child.

Once they had departed, the room's ambiance shifted from tension to an overwhelming sense of solitude. Just then, her phone buzzed, signaling a new message.

"LLP, this is Adaline Phillips, CEO of the Phillips Group. Are you available for a meeting?"

Adaline Phillips!

The unexpected message from Adaline piqued her interest, especially since Lilah's current mission in Eleywood was fueled by vengeance!

Without replying to the message, Lilah set about organizing her belongings. Her reason for booking this particular hotel was to attend an evening jewelry exchange event and delve into the domestic market's possibilities.

Having changed her attire, she made her way to the lower levels.

The banquet hall on the second floor shimmered under its lights.

As Lilah traversed the elongated corridor, a familiar voice echoed with astonishment. "Lilah?"

Adaline intercepted Lilah, second-guessing herself momentarily, but the recognition was undeniable.