"Noreen, you are Aurelion's greatest champion. One day, everything Aurelion has will belong to you."
After they parted ways, she had ruthlessly mocked herself countless times, believing her seven years of blood, sweat, and tears had only paved the way for someone else's success.
He hadn't lied to her.
"Mr. Harcourt specifically instructed us back then that these funds were your absolute private property. He built an impenetrable firewall, completely isolating this money from Aurelion Group and from himself personally," Howard said softly, taking in her deathly pale complexion. "Even if Aurelion filed for bankruptcy, even if Mr. Harcourt was buried under crippling debt, or... faced prison time. Absolutely no one could touch this money. Not even him."
Noreen abruptly stood up, her knee slamming hard into the coffee table, but she couldn't feel the impact at all.
When he was cornered, facing ruin, and about to lose his freedom entirely...
That man had already meticulously paved a flawless, indestructible escape route just for her.
He let her misunderstand him. He let her hate him.
He let her believe he had moved on and betrayed every promise they ever made.
"Why did he do this..."
Noreen's voice was violently raw.
Howard let out a heavy sigh. "I asked him the same thing. Mr. Harcourt told me it was the promise he made to you."
"And it was what he owed you."
Noreen closed her eyes, the image of Seth glancing back at her the day he was taken away flashing vividly in her mind.
He knew Aurelion was going down. He knew he was walking straight into a dead end.
So, he preemptively handed the only winning ticket and ultimate safety net over to her.
"Share in Aurelion's triumph..." Noreen murmured under her breath, a smile more gut-wrenching than a sob pulling at the corners of her lips. "He really kept his word."
After seeing Howard out, Noreen stayed behind in the reception room alone for a long time.
When the guests started asking for her, Claire Chase finally came looking.
Seeing Noreen's red-rimmed eyes, Claire's heart dropped. "Honey? What's wrong? Did Seth Harcourt bully you again?"
Claire couldn't be blamed for jumping to conclusions. Having known Noreen for years, she rarely ever saw her cry.
The only two people in this world capable of making her choke up were Rosalind Gilmore, and Seth Harcourt.
Noreen shook her head as the tears she had been desperately holding back finally fell.
Her voice trembling, she whispered, "He didn't let me lose."



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