Chapter 354

Victoria paused, her brow furrowing slightly. "I think I recall something about Vitalis Health going public overseas on April 11th. Wasn't it dubbed the '411 Phenomenon'?"

Penelope nodded in confirmation. "Exactly right."

Isabella studied the medication bottle in her hands. "Come to think of it, the founder must be quite remarkable. Nathaniel, do you happen to know this founder personally?"

Though still seething inside, Isabella kept her composure. She couldn't risk alienating Nathaniel now. Instead, she directed all her resentment toward Harrison.

Nathaniel hesitated briefly. "We crossed paths once."

Six years ago in Stonebridge, Americana, Nathaniel had indeed encountered the founder of Vitalis Health.

Already an established business magnate at the time, he'd been invited to a corporate summit hosted by Willow Heights. That very evening marked the launch of Vitalis Health. He distinctly remembered hearing the midnight chime of her antique clock.

Rumors circulating that night claimed the founder was merely sixteen years old.

An interesting coincidence - Nathaniel himself had established his first company at sixteen. The Vitalis founder shared that same precocious milestone.

After the event, Nathaniel stepped outside and caught a glimpse of her silhouette.

She wore a sleek black strapless gown with a delicate lace shawl draped over her shoulders. Apparently tired from her heels, she carried a pair of crystal-embellished stilettos as she walked beneath Stonebridge's glittering skyline.

The city lights seemed to form a radiant halo around her.

Just that fleeting moment seared her image into his memory - an arresting combination of icy elegance and magnetic charm.

Even after six years, Nathaniel could recall every detail with startling clarity.

"Mr. Falcon, is the founder elderly?" Victoria inquired curiously.

It stood to reason that medical expertise came with age, and Victoria assumed as much.

Nathaniel's lips curved slightly. "She's actually quite young."

What? The founder of Vitalis Health was a young woman?

Isabella, Penelope, and Cassandra all froze in shock.

Penelope sighed deeply. "We're all human, yet the disparities between us are staggering. Hard work seems almost insignificant when measured against raw talent."

Both Penelope and Isabella considered themselves diligent strivers.

Suddenly, a team of black-suited security personnel swarmed the VIP entrance, establishing a perimeter. The air grew tense with anticipation.

Murmurs rippled through the crowd.

"Who's arriving?"

"Don't you know? It's Oliver from Florentia!"

"I heard he has connections in both legitimate and underground circles. What brings him to Willowbrook? They say he's devastatingly handsome!"

"Not just that! Oliver has two powerful mentors who absolutely dote on their junior colleague - she's practically their princess."

Nathaniel's chiseled features tightened. He knew Oliver professionally, having collaborated on projects before.

So Oliver was in Willowbrook now.

Just then, a sleek luxury sedan pulled up, and Oliver emerged.

Dressed in a tailored overcoat, Oliver cut an undeniably striking figure. His security detail cleared a path as he strode purposefully forward.

Isabella turned to Nathaniel. "Why would Oliver come to Willowbrook?"

Nathaniel studied Oliver's determined gait. "I'm not certain, but judging by his demeanor, he appears to be meeting someone important."

At that moment, Victoria gasped.

"Harrison?!"