Chapter 492
“Alright, let’s hear it.”
Now that they’d agreed to work together, Zeke was ready to hear Caitlin’s plan.
She detailed her strategy thoroughly. Zeke listened intently, taking in every step.
After walking through the entire outline, Caitlin concluded,
“That’s my side of it. I think we can run our operations in parallel.”
“Got it. I’ll keep you updated.”
Zeke liked her approach. It even overlapped with some of his own ideas.
Still, everything depended on whether he could successfully carry out his part of the plan.
Before ending the call, Caitlin added a reminder.
“Zeke, be careful. We can’t afford to spook him too soon.”
“I know. And Caitlin… happy”
“ay.”
After hanging up, Zeke stood alone on the high balcony of the castle, staring into the thick clouds churning in the distance.
The rumble of thunder signaled an approaching storm, but instead of dread, he felt clearer than ever.
For the first time, he knew exactly what he needed to do.
When the workday ended, Caitlin received a call from Sebastian.
He told her to head directly to The Manhattan Regal Hotel after leaving the office.
That’s where he had arranged her birthday celebration. Known for its grand LED display and extravagant décor, The Manhattan Regal was one of New York’s most iconic venues—perfect for the surprise he had in store.
Caitlin exited the TIG building and got into the waiting car. James was in the driver’s seat.
He turned to smile at her.
“First stop: your glam appointment. Then we head to the party.”
“Really? You’re going all out, huh?” she teased.
“Of course. Orders straight from Sebastian. I’m just following through.”
“He sure is demanding.”
“It just means he really cares, If he didn’t, he wouldn’t be putting in this much effort.”
The more Sebastian showed his love, the more reassured James felt. Nothing made him happier than seeing his sister loved so deeply.
“Alright, alright. Let’s get going then.”
James revved the engine and drove her to one of New York’s top private styling salons. The place was famous for its elusive lead stylist, Émile Laurent–a name whispered like a legend in fashion circles.
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Émile was known for his talent, yes, but also for being selective. He didn’t work for money alone. I was Yates who had posted constant appointment.
Caitlin entered the salon with James and was soon introduced to the fabled Émile.
To her surprise, he wasn’t cold or aloof at all. Instead, he beamed when he saw her.
“Caitlin, finally! I’ve been waiting for this moment. You look even more stunning in person than in photos.”
Because Yates was a frequent client–and also a friend–Émile had heard plenty about Caitlin. He’d grown curious, then bascinated, and eventually a tenta
starstruck.
Women like her, who blended beauty with intelligence and mystery, didn’t come around often,
“Thank you,” Caitlin replied, amused. “You really know how to flatter someone.”
“Just call me Émile. And I mean every word. I’m not exaggerating. Like Yates, I’m a huge fan.”
“Oh? I’m not even a celebrity.”
“But you’re brighter than one. If celebrities are planets, you’re the sun. They orbit you.”
Caitlin laughed.
“Now I know you’re friends with Yates–you both have the same gift for words.”
Émile chuckled and led her upstairs to begin her transformation.
Just outside the salon, a sleek luxury car pulled up. A group of stylish women stepped out.
“Reese, I heard your uncle’s throwing your birthday bash at The Manhattan Regal tonight. Is that true?”
“Of course it is,” Reese replied smugly.
“Wow! Your uncle really spoils you. That place is going to be all over the media tomorrow. So dreamy!”
“I want you all there. Get ready to be amazed! And since we’re here, I’ll cover all your styling fees.”
“Thanks, Reese! You’re the best!”
The group of women entered the salon together, laughter and excitement following them in.
The receptionist immediately recognized Reese and welcomed her warmly.
“Welcome, Miss Nguyen.”
“Is Émile here?” Reese asked sweetly. “I want him to make me look amazing tonight–it’s my birthday.”
The receptionist hesitated.
“I’m sorry, Miss Nguyen. Mr. Laurent is currently with another client. But we can have one of our other top stylists help your friends right away.”
“That’s fine for them, but I’m waiting for Émile. Iwant him and no one else.”
“That might take a while,” the receptionist said apologetically. “He’s with a very important client right now, someone we really can’t interrupt.”
“So you’re saying I’m not important enough? What, am Inot spending enough here?”
Reese crossed her arms, clearly unhappy.
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“No, no, not at all!” The receptionist panicked slightly. “Let me go upstairs and ask for you.
“You better hurry. I don’t have all day.”
He rushed upstairs and approached Emile, whispering in his ear.
Émile barely looked up.
“They can wait or pick another stylist. I’m not leaving this one unfinished. Take it of leave it.”
He had no intention of rushing through Caitlin’s styling–no matter who else was asking.
The receptionist returned and relayed the message to Reese.
This time, she was genuinely furious.
In all of New York, she was used to being prioritized, treated like royalty. Never once had she been told to wait–especially not for someone else.
“I want to see who’s so damn important upstairs.”
Reese stormed up the stairs and headed straight for Émile’s private styling room. She flung the door open-
And froze.
Reflected in the giant mirror was the woman being styled.
Her jaw dropped.
“Caitlin? You again?”
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