Nick was momentarily stunned, taking a beat to respond, "Wait, didn''t you say I could use the car for a couple of days?"


    "You must have misheard, Mr. Nick. That''s simply not possible," Grady said tly, his expression unchanging.


    Nick stood there speechless. Really? Is he just going to deny it like that? Since when did Grady be so cold?


    Grady cleared his throat loudly and tapped the table again, signaling Nick to hand over the car keys.


    Seeing this, Nick felt a mix of emotions. He looked up and said, "Grady, you can''t just go back on your word because Mirabe isn''t here."


    After all, Grady had watched him grow up.


    "Oh, is that so?" Grady''s voice was light, but then he added with a touch of disdain, "Mr. Nick, you''re an adult. How can you shamelesslypare yourself to your younger sister?"


    Nick felt a pang in his chest. So, love can disappear, huh?


    In the end, Nick handed over the car keys, still cool from his pocket. He did it to avoid further heartache.


    The favoritism his parents showed Zach and Leo back home resonated with him deeply now.


    When Mirabe returned to the room, the atmosphere was harmonious, showing no signs of the earlier tension. She raised an eyebrow, pulled out a chair, and sat down again.


    After dinner, Grady wanted to chat with Mirabe for a bit, but after several calls from his subordinates, he had to leave early.


    The siblings walked out of the restaurant to find As waiting at the door, his expression somber, though barely noticeable unless you looked closely.


    Mirabe paused and then said, "Uncle As, you go ahead. I''ll ride back with Nick."


    As looked at Mirabe, thought for a moment, and then nodded, "Alright, I''ll be off then."


    Mirabe hummed softly in acknowledgment.


    Soon, As drove off.


    Nick''s gaze was intense for a


    moment, but it softened when


    Mirabe turned to look at himel


    "Waithere, I''ll go get the car,che said.


    He walked towards the parking lot.


    Once in the car, he didn''t start it immediately. Instead, he pulled out his phone and


    quickly dialed As.


    The calls Grady received earlier suggested something was up.


    The phone was quickly answered.


    Anticipating Nick''s call, As didn''t hold back. "Someone smuggled a batch of weapons using the Davis family name and their shipping routes. The authorities detained it, and Grady''s already on it."


    Nick frowned, "Is there a mole?"


    "Not sure yet, still investigating," As''s voice was heavy, matching his grim expression. "Mr. Nick, don''t worry too much. With Grady on it, the issue should be resolved quickly."


    Nick hummed in acknowledgment, "Keep me posted on any updates."


    "Will do."


    After hanging up, Nick pondered for a moment before starting the car and driving out of the parking lot.


    Mirabe got in, not really paying attention to Nick''s expression. She was busy texting Curtis.


    "I''m out right now, don''t have myptop with me. Is it urgent?"


    Curtis quickly responded, "It''s somewhat urgent. When might you be avable, Ms. Mirabe?"


    Mirabe''s fingers glided over the screen, replying that she would be free in about twenty minutes.