She paused for a moment, then sent a message.


    "Z, I think we''re just not a good fit. Let''s take some time to cool off."


    As soon as the message was sent, it showed he was typing a response. ra thought he''d reply quickly, but the typing status lingered, as if he was writing, deleting, and rewriting. After ten minutes of waiting and still seeing the typing indicator, she got fed up and drove off. She couldn''t quite put her finger on it, but it was frustrating.


    She was on her way to the new vi she''d bought for Ryan. Ryan had mentioned there was no need for such a fancy ce, but ra insisted. After all, how could a CEO live in a regr apartment? The vi had been spruced up for a week and now felt warm and inviting. With Cole staying there to guide Ryan, ra felt more


    at ease.


    Her biggest concern was Ryan; without much life experience, he could easily lose his way without proper guidance. Johnny, before he passed, had repeatedly urged her to take good care of Ryan. She couldn''t fail Johnny again and cause him unrest, even in the afterlife. The thought brought a sting to her heart. She reached over and tousled Ryan''s hair.


    "For now, stick with Cole and get familiar with thepany. If you have any questions, ask him, or you can ask me. I''ve organized everything you need to know about thepany. Even a newbie can get it. Anna, try not to be as stubborn as before."


    Ryan was dressed in a suit. Over the past week, ra had several suits custom- made for him. His young face was starting to show signs of maturity. Yet, in front of ra, he still slightly lowered his head, allowing her to touch it.


    "ra, I get it. You haven''t rested properly all week. You should head upstairs and take a break. There''s always a room ready for you here, you can drop by anytime."


    ra had taken a week off from Ferguson Corporation, busy with the Bradford family matters, she hadn''t been to work. The dark circles under her eyes were heavy. She yawned softly at his words.


    "Alright, I''ll grab a three-hour nap. Wake me up at seven, okay?"


    "Sure thing."


    Ryan watched her go upstairs before he settled on the sofa, looking at the stack of files ra had organized. Cole, sitting nearby, chimed in, "Ms. ra did an excellent job with these. Many points are exined in great detail, even more professionally than I could. Seems she''s been holding back her talents. With her guiding you, Mr. Bradford can rest easy."


    Ryan pursed his lips, his eyes a bit red, "But she''s working too hard."


    "Mr. Bradford, you''re not a child anymore. If you think Ms. ra is working too


    hard, the best way to repay her is to really dive into these materials."


    Ryan quickly wiped his eyes and opened a file with determination.


    "I''ll make sure to study hard."


    Cole''s face softened withfort. Johnny''s biggest worry before his death was ra and Ryan. Now, seeing them supporting each other and growing up overnight, he''d surely be at peace.