Three Years Forgotten, Why Go Crazy When I Say Goodbye? novel Chapter 417

Willow shook her head. "Let it go. Don't overthink it. It might not be about us at all."

She hated seeing Leo doubt himself. As far as she was concerned, they had acted perfectly professional today. They hadn't crossed any lines.

Yes, getting face-time with a global industry titan was important, but not at the cost of their dignity. If this bizarre encounter ruined Leo's confidence and derailed his career, Willow knew the entire trip would be a devastating loss.

"I guess you're right." Leo was deeply disappointed, but he trusted Willow implicitly. He agreed that the issue likely didn't stem from anything they had done.

As the crowd completely dispersed, Vivienne Sinclair finally stepped out from the shadows of a heavy pillar near the exit. She had watched the entire scene play out, drinking in Willow and Leo's crushing confusion.

A faint, almost imperceptible smirk curved her lips. Her eyes glittered with a dark, twisted satisfaction.

Watching them go from the dizzying high of being recognized to the utter humiliation of being publicly snubbed, and finally seeing them walk away defeated and lost—it was intoxicating.

So this was what it felt like to play God with someone else's life, especially when that someone was Willow.

Vivienne still vividly remembered the threat Willow had made at the restaurant. Hadn't Willow claimed she was going to poach Mr. Smith? Well, look who was laughing now.

Vivienne was tempted to stride right up to Willow, throw those words back in her face, and gloat that she was the one who had poisoned Mr. Smith against them. What could Willow possibly do about it?

But after a moment, she held back. The timing wasn't right. It wasn't the moment for the final kill.

After all, she hadn't flown this foreigner all the way across the world just to teach Willow a minor lesson. She had much bigger plans in motion.

Until the trap was fully set, she couldn't afford to be careless.

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