Eden felt her eyes start to water, and she bit her lip, running through the timeline again in her head. Simon gently let go of her wrist and gave her a small, reassuring smile. "It''s all good. You''re free to go," he said.


    Eden nced at the red mark on her pale wrist, her eyes welling up from the pain. "Seriously, Simon, what''s up with you tonight? You''re acting all mysterious. I''m done ying this game with you." She stormed off downstairs, clearly upset.


    Back in his room, Simon immediately called one of the business partners who had been at the dinner. The man had just returned home and was half-asleep, so he answered groggily.


    "Mr. Simon?" he mumbled.


    "Yeah, it''s me. I need a quick word. ra was at the dinner with you guys tonight, right? And Dn too. What time did it wrap up?"


    The partner paused, thinking. "Around seven, I guess. But ra seemed a bit off. Didn''t she used to dislike Mr. Dn? Why were they in the same private room?"


    He yawned. "Anyway, that''s Ferguson Corporation''s business, not mine."


    Simon hung up, gripping his phone tightly. The dinner ended around seven, but ra didn''t leave the hotel until after nine. Who was she seeing during that time?


    Dn also wrapped up around seven. He should''ve gone straight to meet Eden, but she mentioned he waste, barely ate, and even ran into ra on his way out. Even if Simon were clueless, he couldn''t help but suspect something was going on between Dn and ra.


    ra had even spent the night at Palm Bay, leaving with a mark on her neck, which she imed was a mosquito bite. All signs pointed to the truth: ra and Dn were romantically involved.


    Simon''s whole body trembled with anger, and something fierce was roaring inside him, desperate for release. He turned on his heel, dashed downstairs, and drove straight to where ra lived.


    ra was sleeping peacefully when the doorbell started ringing like crazy, echoing through her ce. She frowned, pulling a pillow over her head. Who in their right mind would ring a bell like that?


    She wasn''t about to deal with it, and even put on headphones to block out the noise. She finally found some peace, but Simon couldn''t rest. He had to see her tonight.


    The doorbell ringing turned into pounding on the door until a door down the hall opened. Scarlette, in a silk nightgown with her hair all over the ce, stood in the doorway.


    "Simon, what are you doing at this hour? You might not need sleep, but I do," she said, yawning.


    Simon''s eyes were red, and he paused when he saw her. "Scarlette?"


    "Yeah, it''s me. You''re being way too loud. ra''s probably asleep. Whatever it is, can''t it wait until tomorrow? Keep this up, and none of us will get any sleep."


    Scarlette was the adopted daughter of the Greenard family, known for her sharp business skills and powerhouse presence. The rest of the Greenard family was wary of her, as they didn''t want to share their inheritance with an outsider, so she was often sidelined.


    The Greenard heir, Nichs, had a famously bad rtionship with her. Not just bad, but downright hostile, making them practically sworn enemies. As a result, Scarlette rarely visited the Greenard family''spany, choosing to work independently, where she thrived. In the Capital, everyone knew of the Greenard family''s adopted daughter, yet few dared invite her to events for fear of crossing Nichs.


    Simon''s expression darkened. He wasn''t close with Scarlette, but he mumbled an apology. "Sorry."


    Scarlette looked him over, noting his disheveled state. "Mr. Simon, you look like a mess. Maybe take a breather. If I were ra, I''d be too freaked out to open the door."


    But Simon couldn''t chill out! He wiped his face, immediately dialing Aiden. "Where''s Dn?"


    Aiden gave him a location. Dn was out drinking with Richard and a few others. This group often hung out together.


    In the Capital, there was a little clique so exclusive, that it only had four members: Dn, Richard, Jackson, and Nichs. Each one of them was a big shot in theirworks, and they just so happened to be friends.


    Simon sped over to Moonlight, a spot with a few rooms reserved exclusively for these four members. He barged into the suite and saw Dn, ss in hand.


    Tonight, Dn''s vibe was different. Maybe the dim lighting gave him an air of indulgence.