Chapter 1378:
Wesley replied with a simple nod, showing little emotion.
“We will be there as well. See you then,” Carola said with a smile.
With a polite smile, Wesley turned to her. “Thank you for inviting us, Mrs. Stanley. We’ll take our leave now.”
With that, he left the manor, Elena walking by his side.
As they disappeared from view, Carola felt a sudden, unexplainable sadness tug at her heart.
Lucian soon approached and placed a coat around her shoulders. “The weather’s cold tonight. Make sure you stay warm.”
With a small sigh, Carola nestled against him.
Energy buzzed through the halls of the Boyd family’s estate, drawing Klathe’s most influential names under one roof.
Finley’s birthday might have been the official reason for the gathering, but whispers swirled for another cause—everyone wanted a glimpse of Lucian, the rarely seen shipping magnate people called the King of Ships.
A gleaming black sedan slid up to the curb, its windows reflecting the mansion’s dazzling lights.
Out stepped Lucian, every movement calm and deliberate. He extended a hand toward Carola, guiding her from the car with practiced ease, while Lyla followed quietly at their heels.
Finley hurried out to meet his guests, his stride gaining new energy.
Spotting Lucian, Finley’s features broke into a genuine smile. “It means so much to have you here.”
With a nod, Lucian replied, “If it weren’t for your initial investment back then, none of my success would have happened. I couldn’t miss your eightieth. This is the least I could do.”
A subtle gesture brought a bodyguard forward, presenting a luxurious velvet box.
Lucian offered it with a few quiet words. “Just a little something to show my gratitude. I hope you have happiness and many more good years ahead.”
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The bodyguard lifted the lid, unveiling a jet-black stone set atop a folded document.
Every head turned as Lucian made his entrance, the air tinged with anticipation. People jostled for a better view, eager to meet the living legend who controlled an empire of cruise ships and held sway over global shipping lanes. To partner with him was to slash shipping costs overnight.
Some guests, not in on the secret, exchanged skeptical looks and barely concealed laughter.
“Are you kidding me? The King of Ships shows up with a rock?”
“Whose idea of a birthday joke is this?”
“Who gives a stone for a present? That’s just embarrassing.”
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