ra cocked an eyebrow. That exined why Nichs got all worked up when heid eyes on Scarlette. From what she overheard, it seemed like Nichs had been secretly smitten for ages. Then, Scarlette made the first move and they got together. But she dumped him and quickly moved on with Morgan.


    As the heir to the illustrious Greenard family, Nichs wasn''t one to be toyed with. So, the gossip about him and Scarlette not getting along was actually just him trying to grab her attention.


    Scarlette wasn''t someone you could easily rattle. She kept her cool and managed to leave Greenard Group to follow her career dreams, all while being lovey-dovey with her new guy. Naturally, Nichs was crushed.


    ra just stumbled upon this hot gossip, leaving her feelings all tangled up. As she wheeled Dn out of the restaurant, her mind was still buzzing, and she couldn''t resist asking.


    "Is it really possible to hide your feelings for someone you like? Scarlette lived


    with him for so long, could she really have missed his signals? I think the reason a crush stays hidden is because the other person just isn''t interested enough to confront it, leaving you to stew in your unrequited feelings."


    After saying that, she noticed a change in Dn''s demeanor. Quickly, she softened her tone, "Of course, I''m just speaking hypothetically."


    As they got in the car, Dn suddenly chuckled, though it was hard to tell what he meant by it. "Maybe you''re right. A crush stays a crush because the other person couldn''t care less to acknowledge it."


    ra sensed something was off with him, but she didn''t know how to cheer him up.


    As they drove back to the Ferguson Corporation, things took a sudden turn. They neared a corner and a woman darted out. ra mmed on the brakes in a panic. The woman was tossed a few feet but got back up, hobbling like she was being chased by a ghost.


    ra turned to Dn. "Mr. Dn, please stay in the car. I''ll go check on her."


    She stepped out and saw the woman limping away fast. ra rushed after her. "Are you okay?"


    She tried to help, but the woman pushed her away. "Don''t touch me, don''t touch me. I was just too hungry. I won''t take it again."


    She was stuffing whatever she had into her mouth, terrified someone would snatch it away.


    ra was taken aback, as she recognized the woman''s face under all the grime. It was Quinn''s adoptive mother, June, who''d been missing due to mental health issues.


    Concerned, ra grabbed her wrist, "June?"


    June froze, her eyes filled with confusion. "Yes, I''m June. Who are you? Who are you? My poor son. My poor son. How did ite to this?"


    She sat there, eating and crying.


    ra and Dn needed to head back soon. She pulled out some cash and handed it to June. "Get something to eat first, then go wait for me at Hugh''s ce. Do you know where that is?"


    June snatched the money, shaking her head. "I don''t know. I don''t know. Don''t ask me."


    "Mercy Hospital on the outskirts. It''s part of a redevelopment n, and easy to find. Hugh needs you. Go there and wait for me. No matter what happens, there might be a way out."


    With those words, ra hurried back to the car. Dn nced in June''s direction but stayed silent.


    Back at Ferguson Corporation, ra was all over the ce. Half her mind was on sorting out the amusement park project, while the other half was worrying over the notebook she''d found. What did those words from her past really mean?