Chapter 3 - THE REGISTRATION AND THE REVIVED NAME
Before Miles could respond, his Security Chief hurried across the polished marble floor. The Chief was a broad-shouldered man in a dark charcoal suit, carrying a heavy tactical tablet displaying live security feeds and automated license-plate-recognition data.
"Sir, we ran the plate on the black sedan sitting outside the north gate," the Security Chief reported rapidly, holding the tablet out for Miles to see. "Vehicle registration is registered to an offshore holding company out of Delaware—Vanguard Maritime."
Miles leaned down, his dark eyes scanning the digital registration documents on the screen.
As his eyes hit the parent company's original charter records listed at the bottom of the display, the color slowly drained from Miles’s face. His hands, usually stone-still, twitched slightly against his sides.
Sophie watched his reaction closely, her pulse racing.
"You know him," Sophie stated, her voice trembling as she recognized the sudden shift in the billionaire's demeanor.
Miles slowly raised his head, looking at her as if seeing a ghost.
"That company belonged to my brother," Miles said, his tone flat, hollow, and filled with deep, unsettling confusion.
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Sophie blinked, her brow furrowing in utter bewilderment. "What brother? You told me you were an only child."
"Alexander," Miles replied quietly.
