Worried he might fall sick again, ra tried calling him, but no luck-no answer. She sighed in frustration. Since she couldn''t just drop everything and rush over, she decided to send the photo to Jackson instead. Worst case, he''d throw some sarcasticments her way, but being a Dawson, he might know something.


    Meanwhile, Jackson was chilling at Richard''s ce with Nichs and Dn. He chuckled coldly, tossing his phone onto the coffee table. "What''s ra''s deal? Suddenly asking about this estate? Does she think we''re tight or something?"


    Dn, sitting nearby, nced over. His grip on his cup tightened as he caught a glimpse of the estate in the photo. Richard picked up the phone, raised an eyebrow at the picture, and said, "Never seen it before. She knows you don''t like her, but she''s still asking? This ce must mean a lot to her."


    "Maybe, but I''m not in the mood to reply," Jackson shrugged.


    Richard turned to Dn, "You know this ce?"


    Dn set his cup down and shook his head. Richard was genuinely puzzled. The estate looked like a million bucks. How could none of them recognize it?


    He handed the phone to Dn with a teasing grin, "Why not let her ask you instead?"


    Jackson leaned in, ncing between Dn and Richard. Richard was the sharpest tool in the shed, but what was he getting at?


    "Dn already said he doesn''t know. Why should ra ask him? And who does she think she is, messaging him just like that? Dn wouldn''t want to reply."


    Nichs, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke up. "He would."


    Richard raised an eyebrow, curious if Nichs was onto something.


    Nichs leaned back, looking all smug. "I always wondered why Dn agreed to dinner with ra. Now I get it. He''s still holding a grudge about his legs. Honestly, if he hadn''t stopped me back then, ra would''ve been history. Dn, you''re nning to get revenge, aren''t you? Make her think you care, then drop her like a hot potato? The one who lifts her up only to pull the rug out—she''d be shattered."


    Richard rubbed his temples, amused by the drama.


    Nichs, thinking he nailed it, shrugged. "ra''s such a romantic. Make her fall head over heels, then ditch her, and she''ll learn her lesson. Maybe all that Simon stuff was Dn''s doing, sending Simon to mess with her. Clever move."


    Dn quietly looked up, fixing Nichs with a stare.


    Feeling a bit rattled under Dn''s gaze, Nichs forced a smile. "What? Did I say something wrong?"


    Dn replied to ra''s message, "No, just thinking even if you had a century, you''d never win over Scarlette."


    Mentioning Scarlette shut Nichs up real quick.


    Meanwhile, ra got a speedy reply from Jackson.


    "Never seen it."


    Even Jackson hadn''t seen it—so what was this ce? As she wondered, Jackson sent another message.


    "But you could ask Dn. He''s got loads of properties; he might know."


    ra was taken aback by Jackson''s uncharacteristically helpful vibe today. It felt weird, like seeing the sun rise in the west.


    Still, the thought of asking Dn made her uneasy.