ra watched the surveince footage the police had pulled up once more.


    Filmed in the early hours, the video was grainy, only showing indistinct shadows. Jacob was clearly hurting himself, looking pretty unstable. Yet, just yesterday, he seemed totally fine.


    Whatever went down, at least now, the higher-ups at thepany were too spooked by Jacob''s situation to hassle her and Ryan openly.


    She ruffled Ryan''s hair gently. "Go through the rest of the documents. Those guys are spooked, so they won''t make any moves soon. But keep an eye on Greysen. If he asks to meet, call me, okay?"


    Ryan was still finding his footing. Smart as he was, with a bit of time, he''d definitely rise to be one of the city''s new elites. To bring peace to their father''s memory, ra, as the big sister, was determined to look out for him.


    Ryan''s eyes were red from exhaustion. Lately, he hadn''t had the mental space to process everything the Bradford family had been through. Seeing ra''s concern almost brought him to tears. But he''d promised her at Johnny''s funeral that he wouldn''t cry anymore.


    Quickly, he blinked back the tears. "ra, you take care too."


    ra felt a soft ache in her heart. With Johnny gone and Naomi retreating to a convent over Quinn, things were tough. She hadn''t been particrly close to their parents, but they''d been good to Ryan, so the loss hit him harder than it hit her.


    Sitting across from him, she sorted through the Bradford Group''s recent documents,nding on one specific project. It was the deal Quinn had made with the Ferguson Corporation. Trying to save the falteringpany, ra had cleverly canceled the contract. Instead of a mall, they were nning to build homes, like the Dawson family. But given the Dawson family''s resources, the struggling Bradford family couldn''tpete.


    This project was a lifeline for the Bradford Group. Without a big win here, beating Greysen wouldn''t mean much. Johnny had poured everything into this for two years.


    Ryan saw her staring at the project proposal, lost in thought, and couldn''t help but ask, "ra, are we really building homes there?"


    ra lowered hershes, a bit puzzled. Did Johnny really snag thatnd by luck? The Dawson family snapped up all the surrounding plots except this one. With their connections, did they hear something beforehand?


    More suspicious was how Dn stayed indifferent when she canceled with Ferguson. Unease crept in. After a moment, she called Aiden.


    "Aiden, about thend the Bradford family was gonna develop with Ferguson, have you heard anything?"


    Aiden adjusted his sses, a gleam in his eyes. "You need to ask the CEO. He''s been busy, not taking calls. You might need to meet him."


    She''d tried to steer clear of conflicts, but for this project, she needed to see Dn. Jackson wouldn''t help; he''d rather see her gone. Dn seemed more promising.


    She took a deep breath. "Where''s Mr. Dn now?"


    Aiden sent an address right away. It was a well-known hotel, and Dn was supposedly meeting someone in its restaurant.


    Without overthinking it, ra told Ryan to dive into the documents, grabbed her car keys, and headed out.