Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 227

Tyrone’s attack had been ruthless—a devastating blow to Jade and Brandon’s company.

Neither Jade nor Brandon particularly cared about that company; what they truly wanted was the White family’s estate and control of White Corporation. But with Tyrone, that madman, blocking their path, both of them worried things could go awry.

“Alright,” Vincent said, lounging back on the couch as he swirled his wine and gazed at Jade. “Tell me where he is.”

“He’s in Seaview City, right on the border with Mountaincrest,” Jade replied. She scribbled an address on the back of a photograph and slid it across the table to Vincent. “A small fishing village.”

Vincent paused, surprised. That was the same area where Alicia’s orphanage was located.

It really was secluded, nearly impossible to stumble upon without knowing exactly where to look.

“Before Tyrone returns to the country,” Jade reminded him, “you have a chance to convince your half-brother to take your side.”

Vincent studied the photo, a sly smile curling at his lips.

Tyrone had always believed he was the only son—the sole heir to the Lynch family fortune. But if a brother suddenly appeared out of nowhere to compete for the inheritance, would Tyrone still have that same effortless bravado, mocking everyone else as if the world belonged to him?

When that day came, Tyrone might just find himself knocked off his pedestal.

…

The Maldives.

Tyrone had spent the entire day whisking Alicia from one adventure to the next. By evening, he’d gone to pick up Lillian, Yvonne, and a few other friends from their social circle.

“That was amazing!” Alicia beamed as she snuggled up to Tyrone’s arm on the open-air tram.

After a day of reckless fun, Tyrone had managed to chip away at Alicia’s guardedness. At least now, she didn’t treat him like just another boss to keep at arm’s length.

Seeing her willingly lean into him, Tyrone couldn’t help but smile.

“Yes! We looked up your design work on the way over, and it’s truly stunning,” another chimed in, their praise heartfelt.

If Tyrone had just tried to force his wife into the spotlight, most talented people would have rolled their eyes. But after seeing Alicia’s portfolio, they knew she had genuine talent.

“We’ve already spoken to Devin—he can’t wait to meet you, Mrs. Lynch.”

Alicia was a little overwhelmed; her idol, her most admired mentor, already knew who she was?

“My wife’s still young. She’ll need all of your guidance in the years to come,” Tyrone said graciously, wearing a rare, easy smile.

Others might not realize just how much that meant, but Yvonne did.

She’d been watching Tyrone closely. Seeing how much he truly cared for Alicia, she felt genuinely happy for them.

Cold and aloof when he wanted to be, venomous when crossed—Tyrone wasn’t exactly known for his social graces. But tonight, for Alicia, he’d proved he could rise to any occasion.