Chapter 377
Victor never imagined he’d run into Caitlin here of all places.
What’s more, he would never have guessed that the long-lost granddaughter the Gonzales family had just welcomed home was actually Caitlin.
For a moment, Victor could hardly trust his own eyes.
“Miss Kensington p>
The entire hall fell silent the instant Victor addressed Caitlin by that name.
Everyone turned to stare at Victor, their faces blank with confusion.
Carla’s eyes widened.
Hadn’t Ann just introduced this girl as Freya?
So why was Victor calling her Miss Kensington?
Could it be p>
Could Caitlin really be the mysterious power behind Apex Game Studios?
The possibility left Carla utterly stunned.
No, that couldn’t be, could it?
Ann was equally floored, frozen for a few seconds before forcing a smile. “So, Mr. Winslow, you know my cousin too? I’m surprised you even know her old surname was Kensington p>
Ann simply couldn’t believe Caitlin was Miss Kensington. Surely Victor was just being polite.
“Not just know her,” Victor replied.
Not just know her?
Ann exhaled in relief.
Of course. There was no way a nobody from a small village like Caitlin could ever
be in the same circles as Victor.
Only someone like her could possibly have that kind of connection!
The thought brought a smug little smile to Ann’s lips.
Nearby, Amanda arched her brows, feigning surprise. “Is that so, Mr. Winslow? You don’t really know our Freya? That’s odd-she told me herself she’d met you before! Oh, Freya, darling, if you haven’t met Mr. Winslow, you don’t have to preténd. Your auntie won’t laugh at you for it. Why fib about something like that p>
Amanda’s words dripped with malice, deliberately trying to embarrass Caitlin in
front of Old Mrs. Ryan and Carla.
But Victor cut in, his tone crisp, “Mrs. Templeton, there’s been a
misunderstanding. Miss Kensington and I aren’t just acquaintances she’s
actually my direct boss p>
His boss?
The room went dead silent.
It was as if someone had pressed pause on the world.
Amanda stared, dumbfounded.
Your boss? What did that even mean?
Keira blinked, struggling to process Victor’s words. “Your boss? Mr. Winslow, are
you saying our Freya is your boss p>
Victor nodded politely. “Ma’am, I suppose you haven’t heard yet. Miss Kensington is the mysterious investor behind Apex Game
Studios.” He continued, “She inet°
always been extremely low-key
never once agreeing to a single media interview. That’s why, outside of a handful of founding members at Apex, almost no one even knows what she looks like p>
The effect was immediate. Victor’s words, though spoken calmly, hit the room like
a bomb dropped into a tranquil lake.
Ann felt her ears ringing, as if something had exploded right beside her.
What was Victor saying? That Caitlin was the hidden force behind Apex Game Studios?
“Mr. Winslow, surely you’re joking!” Ann’s face went pale.
She’d gone to such trouble to invite Victor to the Gonzales estate today, all to show off in front of the Ryan family. But Caitlin turned out to be the mysterious investor everyone gossiped about, then what did that make her?
A fool. A clown dancing for everyone’s amusement.
She remembered boasting just moments ago that Miss Kensington from Apex was
some woman in her forties-her face burned with embarrassment.
All she could hope was that Victor was playing some elaborate prank.
Otherwise p>
She’d be the laughingstock of the night.
But Victor’s gaze was steady, his tone unyielding. “Miss Templeton, why would I joke about something like this? If not for Miss Kensington, Apex would have ceased to exist a long time ago p>