&quot;Did you finish filming today?&quot;

 &quot;Just wrapped up. I'm already back at the hotel.&quot;

 &quot;Isabella, I need to ask you something. How are things between you and Alexander? Has he said anything about marriage?&quot;

 There was a long pause on the other end of the phone.

 Seeing Isabella’s hesitation, Miles' expression grew serious.

 It seemed clear that things between Isabella and Alexander were in trouble.

 I acted worried, but inside, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. If Isabella and Alexander were having problems, Miles would likely be too distracted to bother asking me for shares.

 I knew that the closer Isabella and Alexander got, the more smug Miles would become. If they actually got married, with Alexander's backing, Miles and his daughter could end up turning the company into their own little dictatorship.

 I definitely didn't want that to happ

Vivienne's POV

 The next morning.

 When I woke up, Alexander was already up.

 He was dressed and sitting at the dining table, waiting for me to join him for breakfast before we headed to the office together.

 There was a knock on the office door. I looked up from my computer screen. &quot;Come in.&quot;

 &quot;Director Vivienne,&quot; Jane said as she turned the doorknob and entered. &quot;CEO Hawthorne asked me to bring you some documents.&quot;

 &quot;Just leave them here.&quot; I gestured to the desk in front of me.

 &quot;Okay.&quot;

 After Jane left, I glanced down at the folder she’d left on my desk. It wasn’t an official document, but a detailed schedule of Alexander’s activities for the past week. It listed everything—meetings, lunch and dinner appointments, even personal errands.

 He used to report his schedule to me, but never with this level of detail.

 For example, 

Cole Blackwood's POV

 If it had been any other woman with Alexander today, I wouldn’t have been concerned. But it was Vivienne.

 Vivienne's background was ordinary—nothing like the heiresses of other wealthy families—but she had earned Chairman Hawthorne’s affection. And Alexander, raised by Chairman Hawthorne, held a deep respect and love for his grandfather.

 If Chairman Hawthorne had pushed for their union, Alexander, the dutiful grandson, might not have refused.

 This meant Vivienne was now the greatest threat to Isabella.

 Just then, Cole’s assistant approached. &quot;CEO Cole, should we follow them?&quot;

 Cole shook his head. &quot;No need. Since CEO Hawthorne isn’t here on business, it’s a personal matter. We shouldn’t interfere.&quot;

 Follow Alexander? I'd have to be crazy to do that.

 &quot;Okay, sir.&quot;

 When Cole returned home, the servant handed him a glass of w

&quot;Did you finish filming today?&quot;

 &quot;Just wrapped up. I'm already back at the hotel.&quot;

 &quot;Isabella, I need to ask you something. How are things between you and Alexander? Has he said anything about marriage?&quot;

 There was a long pause on the other end of the phone.

 Seeing Isabella’s hesitation, Miles' expression grew serious.

 It seemed clear that things between Isabella and Alexander were in trouble.

 I acted worried, but inside, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. If Isabella and Alexander were having problems, Miles would likely be too distracted to bother asking me for shares.

 I knew that the closer Isabella and Alexander got, the more smug Miles would become. If they actually got married, with Alexander's backing, Miles and his daughter could end up turning the company into their own little dictatorship.

 I definitely didn't want that to happen—those shares were mine by right.

 &quot;Dad, why are you asking about this all of a sudden?&quot

Chapter 93