Realizing she had asked a question she shouldn''t have, she quickly leaned in and pressed her lips to his.


    But he turned his head slightly, a yful tone in his voice, "What did you


    remember?"


    "Nothing, just you on my mind."


    "Really?"


    "Mmm, really."


    His lips curled into a pleased smile, and he turned back, letting her kiss him again. ra let out a relieved breath as he drew her into another round of passion.


    Afterward, she felt drained and nestled into his arms, drifting off into a restless sleep. Her dreams were a jumble, a shadowy figure gently calling her name, ra, like a soft spring rain.


    She furrowed her brow, tossing and turning with the memory shing through her mind-don''t trust Dn.


    Dn...


    She felt like she was burning in a sea of mes, a soft hand wiping away her sweat. She turned over, trying to escape the fire, only to be pulled back, his arms wrapping around her like vines.


    "Dn..."


    She called out, snapping awake, sitting up and gasping for air. The arm around her waist froze, and a soft voice asked, "Who are you calling?"


    ra swallowed, scrambling for an excuse as she was still tangled up in the dream. She lowered hershes, hearing him ask again, "Who were you calling?"


    She bit her lip and snuggled closer. "My boss. He left thepany recently, and I guess I''m not used to it yet. Saying his name doesn''t mean anything; we weren''t that close."


    She felt a twinge of guilt as she spoke. He sat up, resting his head against her neck, murmuring, "Hmm."


    ra''s mind was a mess. That phrase-don''t trust Dn-was something she had written before, but why? After what happened with Dn on the ind, she couldn''t just bring it up. Besides, whatever was going on with Dn, whether it was male instinct or something else, she wouldn''t be seeing him anytime soon. Best to steer clear if possible.


    The next morning, she woke up in her car. Z was always a mystery; she still hadn''t seen his face. Her eyes drifted to a solitary grave, and with a sigh, she drove towards the Bradford Group.


    Meanwhile, Aaron nced at the report in his hand, a cold smile ying on his lips. The person behind him apologized, "Sir, we haven''t found any information on Ms. ra''s boyfriend."


    Aaron set the report on the table, frowning. "Are you sure Dn stayed at Palm Bay all night?"


    "Absolutely."


    ra imed she was seeing her boyfriend, but she wasn''t headed towards Palm Bay. Her boyfriend wasn''t Dn, so how could Dn just sit back? He nced at the nearly nk report, his eyes darkening.


    Just as he was about to call ra for another meeting, someone rushed in, breathless. "Sir, our shipment at the docks has been seized."


    Aaron''s expression changed instantly. That shipment was highly discreet, with a third of his assets invested in it. How could it be seized suddenly? He took a deep breath, convinced this was Dn''s doing to keep him from seeing ra.


    He quickly got up to leave, but paused, chuckling softly, “Send this photo to ra."


    He pulled out a photograph from the drawer. The photo was blurry, showing two figures, one unmistakably Dn. Dn''s leg was still fine then, holding a gun pointed at another person. But that person was just a silhouette in the photo.


    The scene was shrouded in mist, the surroundings bleak. The only reason Dn was recognizable was his unmistakable aura.