The final attempt ended in silence. When Adrian heard the news, he said nothing.
He simply became quieter.
One evening, beneath a sky stained red with dusk, he returned to his bare little apartment, pulled
out a sheet of paper, and began to write.
The letter was long, yet simple. There was no plea for forgiveness, no dramatic declarations of suffering–just a quiet, steady confession shaped by despair and clarity.
He admitted he was never worthy of her.
He thanked her for the warmth and light she once brought into his life.
He apologized for his arrogance, his prejudice, and for every wound he’d caused.
And in the end, he wished her peace, happiness, and a life without regret.
He folded the letter with care and placed it into an envelope alongside a small velvet box.
Inside the box was a ring—a diamond engagement ring he had secretly commissioned three years ago, but never had the courage or clarity to offer.
The next day, he walked to the post office and mailed the envelope with no return address.
Then he went home, packed a small bag, and without telling anyone, boarded the earliest train out
of Astoria City at dawn.
He vanished into the crowds.
Days later, Sienna received an unmarked envelope in her office.
Her assistant, puzzled by the vague return information, handed it over. She took one look at it and
seemed to already know what it was.
She waved the assistant away, sat behind her massive desk, and stared at the envelope in silence
for a long time before finally opening it.
The handwriting was shaky but deliberate.
Every word felt carved into the page–careful, deliberate, final.
She read the entire letter calmly, her face expressionless, as if reviewing a routine report.
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Then she opened the velvet box.
The diamond gleamed under the lights, sharp and cold. The design was exquisite–clearly chosen with painstaking thought.
But it came too late. The meaning had long since faded.
She held the ring between her fingers for a moment, studied it quietly, then without hesitation, tossed it into the bottom drawer of her desk–the one with the combination lock–where it landed among a pile of old, irrelevant documents.
As if it were not a priceless token of love, but a relic of something long since discarded.
She never replied. Never brought it up again.
But that same day, she gave a new directive: Sloane Group was to cease all commercial suppression of Prescott Enterprises and resume normal partnership evaluation procedures.
The order seemed ordinary. But for Prescott, it was everything.
For the first time in months, the company caught its breath. Slowly, it began to recover.
But none of it had anything to do with Adrian anymore.
Not long after, Alexander, heir to the prestigious European de Villiers family, hosted an extravagant private gala in her honor.
The venue overflowed with glamour and influence. Strings of violins played under crystal chandeliers, and the city’s most powerful elites filled the room.
In the center of it all, Alexander knelt before her on one knee.
He held out a ring—an antique passed down through centuries of noble lineage.
The music fell silent. Conversations stopped. Every eye turned toward her.
A proposal from one dynasty to another–perfect, poised, and impossibly grand.
Sienna looked at the man before her. Handsome. Respectful. Genuine.
She smiled–a graceful, polite smile with a trace of distance that no warmth could breach.
Then she reached out, gently helping him to his feet. Her voice rang out across the hall, clear and
composed.
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“Alexander, I am deeply honored by your affection and sincerity. This ring is a priceless gift.”
“But I’m afraid my heart, for now, belongs wholly to the Sloane Group and its future. I cannot consider marriage at this time. Your kindness—I will always remember.”
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