The Lawrence Group had originally intended to develop the area into a tourist resort, and he had used the inspection as an excuse to go there.
He had been gone for two whole months.
He had expected it to be an incredibly dull recovery period, but he never imagined he would run into her again by the ocean.
Looking back, those peaceful, beautiful days felt like the universe's way of compensating him.
It had allowed a flower to bloom once more in his barren, desolate world.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought about reaching out to her after returning; he simply felt the timing wasn't right.
"Mr. Lawrence."
His assistant, Trent Carter, knocked and hurried into the office, holding a tablet.
"There's an update regarding the Riverport dance scene you asked me to keep an eye on."
A ripple of emotion flashed through Julian's gaze.
"Go ahead."
Trent stepped forward and respectfully handed him the tablet, tapping the screen to open an app.
On the screen was a short video that had already surpassed millions of views.
"A few days ago, an account posted a dance video that caused a massive sensation online. The lead in the video... take a look, is this the Eliza you've had us looking for?"
The screen lit up, and the familiar melody of The Crimson Vow began to play.
When the camera focused on the figure in the simple dance costume with fluttering sleeves.
Julian's breath hitched.
It really was her.
In the video, she looked even more dazzling than she had on the island.
Every smile and movement exuded grace, her gaze flowing with unspoken stories.
Yet, the very first thought that crossed Julian's mind was her leg.
Though he wasn't an orthopedic surgeon, he understood her condition well enough from the time he had examined her.
Her leg was clearly in no condition to handle dancing right now.

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