Chapter 359

Chapter 359:
Yet Millie understood that the surface dynamics masked far more complex undercurrents.
Although Jayceon projected an image of guileless simplicity, his birth into such rarefied social strata meant he could never truly remain naive about the world’s darker machinations.
The Elliott empire, which specialized in precious gemstones and exclusive luxury merchandise, wielded considerable influence throughout Crobert’s business landscape.
As heirs to this legacy, both Adriana and Jayceon possessed formidable capabilities that commanded respect.
Anyone capable of compelling both Jayceon and Adriana to demonstrate such unwavering deference must possess power that demanded serious consideration.
Traditionally, Elliott family matters were resolved through Jayceon and Adriana’s combined efforts, while Myron maintained an almost enigmatic presence in the shadows.
The business community knew only scattered details about him—his twenty-nine years of life, his extended period roaming abroad, and his recent return to assume direct control of the Elliott Group’s operations.
Weighing these intricate considerations, Millie concluded that gathering intelligence should take priority and responded, “Perhaps we could arrange this for another occasion?”
Myron’s enigmatic smile remained firmly in place as he countered, “Would you be willing to spare just a few precious moments for me?”
He allowed a deliberate pause to settle between them before adding, “Millie, or perhaps I should address you as Serena?”
Millie’s cheerful expression crystallized into momentary stillness before she expertly restored her composed facade.
“Mr. Elliott, you must be mistaken,” Millie responded with practiced grace. “Although I’ve indeed heard whispers recently about this Serena—she seems to have quite remarkable vocal talents?”
Myron declined her deflection with a gentle shake of his head, his smile never wavering. “There exists no confusion whatsoever. From the moment I accompanied Jayceon to that particular event and saw your performance, I’ve been aware of your true identity. Subsequently, I invested considerable effort into thorough investigation, and during the third live show, I attended once more to solidify my conclusions. Do I have to continue?”
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He continued to regard her with that same disarming smile, radiating an aura of effortless sophistication.
However, Millie refused to underestimate the danger he represented. His ability to articulate such precise details served as irrefutable proof that he had indeed confirmed her carefully guarded secret identity.
Millie recognized that avoiding this conversation today would prove impossible. She offered a resigned nod. “Very well then.”
“Let’s continue our discussion over coffee,” Myron suggested with refined politeness. “I happen to know a nice place.”
Millie acknowledged his proposal, emerged from her vehicle, and followed Myron toward a nearby coffeehouse that exuded both seclusion and sophisticated elegance.
“Good morning, Mr. Elliott.”
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