Chapter 447

The security guard had just escorted Adrian to the VIP lounge when he rushed off to fetch refreshments.

He returned minutes later with a tray of pastries and fresh fruit, only to find the lounge completely empty.

Adrian had executed his escape flawlessly, avoiding every surveillance camera as he made his way to the top floor of Blackwood Group.

The entire floor belonged exclusively to Nathaniel Blackwood, housing only the CEO's office and private conference rooms.

The space was eerily quiet, almost deserted except for the occasional appearance of executives or Nathaniel's personal assistant.

With Nathaniel's recent absence, his staff had been drowning in urgent matters, leaving the floor practically abandoned.

Adrian approached the CEO's office door with confidence. His small fingers flew over the keypad as he effortlessly cracked the access code.

"Pathetic security," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head in disapproval. "Mom was right—this place is a joke."

Gritting his teeth, the determined boy pushed the heavy door open with all his might and marched inside.

Nathaniel's office was a monument to luxury and power, its vastness making Adrian appear minuscule in comparison.

"Perfect. The Rival isn't here," Adrian whispered to himself. "Now I can get what Mom needs."

True to his nature, Adrian immediately sprang into action. He climbed onto the massive leather chair and began meticulously examining the documents on Nathaniel's desk.

As CEO of Blackwood Group, Nathaniel maintained extreme security measures. His office contained highly sensitive materials that could cause catastrophic damage if they fell into the wrong hands.

Adrian rummaged through files and folders without success. Just as he was about to give up, a sealed envelope marked "CONFIDENTIAL" caught his eye.

"Is this it?" he wondered aloud, carefully opening the envelope to inspect its contents.

At that exact moment, Cassandra Delacroix burst through the partially open door, her face lighting up with excitement.

"Finally decided to show your face, Nathaniel? Where the hell have you been—"

Her words died in her throat as she spotted the small figure standing by the desk.

Her expression shifted through shock, confusion, and dawning realization.

"You...you're..."

The resemblance was uncanny. The boy before her looked exactly like childhood photos she'd seen of Nathaniel.

Everything clicked into place. William Carter had mentioned Vivian had two children—a boy named Adrian and a girl named Abigail.

"You must be Adrian," Cassandra said, masking her astonishment with forced calm.