The window of opportunity wasn't particularly wide, and any further delays or slip-ups would make things far more complicated. Vincent's schedule was fixed—once Nance departed, getting her hands on that pink diamond would become next to impossible. The few days she had left were her only real shot.
She had even considered the worst-case scenario: breaking into Nance's place and taking the diamond by force. In the past, she wouldn't have thought twice about sneaking in, even if it meant taking down a few guards or getting bruised in the process.
But things were different now.
She had weaknesses—more than one.
Chloe offered a brief, polite smile, shook hands quickly, and then retreated behind Amber and Noah. Today, she was just along for the ride; the spotlight belonged to the two of them.
Noah stepped forward with a confident smile, ready to guide the tour, when Nance raised a hand to stop him. "Give us just a moment—one more guest hasn't arrived. I invited someone special to join us today."
Noah looked surprised and glanced toward the event coordinator. Everyone on the roster was already present. Had someone else really been added?
The organizers seemed equally confused. They were about to signal a staff member to check when a calm, low voice cut through the murmur.
"Apologies for the delay."
All eyes turned to see Eugene walking in, looking as composed as ever. He wore a crisp white dress shirt and tailored black trousers—a simple outfit that only emphasized his polished demeanor.
Nance broke into a grin and walked over, clapping Eugene lightly on the shoulder. "I believe most of you know who this is—our elusive billionaire! He's been making quite a few appearances lately."
Eugene offered a slight nod to the group. "Hello, everyone."
The name Eugene—or rather, Eric—sent a quiet ripple through the room. This was the man few ever saw in public, and here he was joining a private tour? Then again, some recalled his surprise appearance at the research conference not long ago.
Word had gotten around that Eric and Nance went way back, which explained the personal invitation.
He was someone the organizers had tried and failed to court for events like this. Having him here, even briefly, was a quiet coup.
Just as the thought crossed her mind, Eugene paused mid-stride and glanced back.
Their eyes met across the space between them. His gaze was steady, unreadable.
Chloe quickly looked away, focusing on the polished floor beneath her feet.
He'd caught her watching him. With his pride, he'd probably have something to say about it later.
She smiled faintly to herself. That man had no shame—he loved stirring the pot. His being here was going to mess with her plans.
The tour was a lengthy one, with a break scheduled midway featuring light refreshments and drinks—courtesy of the organizers, all part of promoting the industry. Amber stepped up beside Nance, explaining the display in detail.
Chloe settled into a quiet seat off to the side. From a distance, she watched Nance converse with Amber, her attention fixed on the pink diamond gleaming on his lapel.

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