ra watched Tyler walk away, biting her lip in frustration. She had hoped that once he read the proposal, he''de around. But he didn''t even give it a chance.


    What went wrong?


    Determined not to give up, she rushed after him, catching up at his car window. "Tyler..." she started.


    But before she could say more, he floored the gas pedal and was gone.


    With a sigh, ra jumped into her car and sped after him.


    Tyler drove straight to the Bradford Corporation, where he''d stayed up all night preparing the share transfer contract.


    Seeing how resolute he was, ra knew there was no changing his mind.


    Since Greysen hadn''t arrived at the office yet, Tyler waited in the conference room, packing his things. Once the shares were signed over, he nned to leave thepany for good. He had made enough money to livefortably and didn''t see the point in risking his life anymore.


    Realizing she needed a new n, ra took a deep breath and hurried over to see Ryan.


    Ryan was already on edge and grasped her wrist as soon as she arrived. "ra, what do we do now?" he asked, anxiety clear in his voice.


    His heart pounded. If Greysen took over thepany, Johnny''s legacy would be in jeopardy. It was his life''s work, after all.


    ra gave his hand a reassuring pat. "We need to speed up going public in New York. Dad set up everything for this, and we might be able to push it through faster..."


    Going public could bring in new investors and dilute Greysen''s control.


    But, it required an investment bank and a hefty billion-dor coteral, which they didn''t have. The Bradford Corporation was already bleeding money, and even


    after selling all her properties, ra didn''t have enough cash.


    Plus, any scandal during the process could ruin the whole thing.


    It seemed like every path was blocked.


    There was no way she could just get rid of Greysen.


    Though she tried tofort Ryan, doubt gnawed at her.


    "ra...” Ryan''s face was pale, his mind a nk.


    ra lowered her gaze and asked, "Is Jacob in a psychiatric facility?"


    "No, Greysen''s got him locked up at home," Ryan replied.


    Greysen wouldn''t send his only son away unless he had no choice.


    ra patted Ryan''s shoulder. "You''re the CEO; keep it together. I''ll handle this. Just focus on knowing our materials inside and out."


    Ryan''s eyes filled with tears, but fearing a reprimand, he just nodded.


    ra peeked into the conference room. Tyler was still waiting for Greysen. Once that contract was signed, there would be no turning back.


    Finding out where Greysen was, she learned he was on his way to the office.


    Quickly, ra got into her car, heading straight to find Greysen''s mistress.


    These execs rarely kept their private lives clean, though they hid it well. Many, flush with cash, grew tired of their wives and took on mistresses—sometimes more than one.