The subtle tension lingered all the way to the hotel. As ra stepped out of the car, she quickly moved to assist with the wheelchair, only to run into Johnny at the hotel entrance.


    Johnny was there for a business meeting too. When he saw her, he stopped in his tracks and called out, "ra?"


    ra frowned, wondering how she kept bumping into members of the Bradford family no matter where she went. She wasn''t keen on chatting, but Johnny approached her anyway.


    Despite his age, Johnny held himself well in front of Dn, though he was overly polite. "Mr. Dn, long time no see."


    Dn gave him a brief look and acknowledged him with a simple "Hmm."


    Johnny patted ra''s arm, speaking in a reassuring tone. "Knowing ra is working at Ferguson Corporation gives me peace of mind. Mr. Dn, you''re a man of integrity, who doesn''t judge people by their past; everything is based on merit. ra will definitely make great progress under your guidance. Thank you in advance."


    ra wasn''t na?ve; it felt like Johnny was subtly reminding Dn to let bygones be bygones and not to dwell on past grievances. It was undoubtedly about the incident with Dn''s leg. ra felt a twinge of awkwardness. Everyone seemed to hint that Dn''s condition was somehow her fault.


    Johnny chuckled and continued, "I won''t keep you from your meeting, Mr. Dn." He then patted ra''s shoulder again. "Work hard with Mr. Dn. Once you mature a bit more, I''ll feel morefortable involving you in thepany''s decisions. ra, it''s time you grew up."


    ra didn''t have much affection for her father. Since she had regained consciousness, he was mostly silent or criticizing her alongside Naomi. He often watched her with those pained, disappointed eyes.


    ra was puzzled. From a parent''s perspective, she could understand Johnny''s attitude if she had really been so troublesome before. Unfortunately, she had no memory of any of it, leaving her feeling momentarily stifled.


    She continued to follow behind Dn, desperately wanting to ask about his leg, but couldn''t bring herself to do it. They reached the private room door, where their business partners were already waiting. Coincidentally, one of them recognized ra. He furrowed his brows briefly but tactfully said nothing, simply shaking hands with Dn. "It''s been two years, Mr. Dn."


    Dn had such amanding presence that even seated in a wheelchair, everyone instinctively showed him respect. He nodded, adjusted his wheelchair, and the meeting officially kicked off.


    The business partner, a rotund middle-aged man in a suit, frequently nced at ra as the drinks flowed. ra felt uneasy, and before she could say anything, the man spoke up. "Miss ra seems much quieter this time."


    A look of confusion crossed her face, and then he added, "I had the pleasure of seeing you once, about six years ago, at this very hotel with Mr. Dn. You seemed quite displeased and, if I recall correctly, pped Mr. Dn right across the face."


    ra was sipping her tea when she heard this, causing her to spit it out in shock. She looked at the man in disbelief. "What?"


    A hand calmly offered her a napkin, which she instinctively took to wipe her


    mouth. Then, still shaken, she replied, "You must be mistaken."


    Seeing her genuine shock and confusion, the business partner quickly


    backtracked. "My apologies, haha, I must have remembered wrong. No one would dare p someone like Mr. Dn."


    ra''s heart was racing. She had lost her memory and truly had no recollection of such events. She turned to look at Dn, but he remained calm, his eyes lowered, deep in thought.


    ra''s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately countered. "That definitely wasn''t me. I couldn''t do something like that. Really, I couldn''t. Let''s not joke about it. I work for Mr. Dn now."


    The business partner''s slip was only due to the alcohol, so he quickly shifted the conversation to other topics, and the atmosphere lightened up once more. But the quieter Dn became, the more anxious ra felt. She tried hard to recall anything from her past, but her amnesia seemed quite permanent.