Nick had always lived abroad and had never really followed domestic research projects. So, he had no idea that data genomics research was pretty much ignored back home.


    When Mirabe heard Nick''sments, she was a bit taken aback. "I also think it has a bright future, but back home, this field isn''t well-regarded."


    "Well, they''re just frogs in a well. This field is crucial for life engineering research. Without a data analyst, a research team simply can''t get their work done," Nick said with a touch of sarcasm.


    Even though it wasn''t his field, Nick was quite knowledgeable about it.


    Mirabe nodded, "It''s a pity so few understand that."


    Nick drummed his fingers on the table. "Just keep studying hard. It''s a solid field."


    "Okay," Mirabe replied, her eyes shifting before she asked, "Nick, did you need me for something?"


    That reminded Nick of his purpose. He nodded, "I need to step out for a bit, and I''m not sure when I''ll be back..."


    Mirabe waved him off with a sweet smile, "Okay, Nick, go ahead."


    Seeing her reaction, Nick reached out to ruffle her hair, saying, "Alright, I''m off then."


    With that, he pulled his hand back and turned to leave the room.


    Mirabe stayed in the same position until Nick''s figure disappeared through the door. After a moment, she blinked, refocused, and got back to her coding.


    Nick drove to the Davis family''s branch in Riverdale. As he stepped into the lobby, the butler greeted him with a respectful bow.


    Grady had just returned, setting down his coffee cup. His frosty demeanor thawed a bit as he looked at Nick. "What brings you here?"


    Nick gave a nod and said, "I heard from Uncle Cheng that something came up, so I came to check on things."


    Grady''s gaze hardened, full of menace. "A bunch of clowns asking for trouble."


    Nick felt slightly relieved. As long as it wasn''t too serious. After a pause, he asked, "Grady, who''s daring to


    mess


    with the Davis fantov


    tent belongs to


    "The EU''s Crimson me," Grady replied coldly.


    Nick frowned. "How dare they?"


    Didn''t they know the Davis family was the biggest power conglomerate in the EU?


    Grady''s lips curled into a smirk. "Probably a death wish."


    Nick cleared his throat, then asked, "So, how are we handling this?"


    "You don''t need to worry about it. have my ns," Grady said, ying with the wooden beads on his wrist, his gaze deep, clearly having his strategy in mind.


    Seeing this, Nick nodded, not pressing further.


    Grady, recatting something, spoke with a hint of satisfaction. "You''ve handled the affairs of the Riverdale branch well. It seems your time abroad has indeed matured you."


    While abroad, they had always been grooming Mr. Nick, but hisck of interest in management had somewhat disappointed the family elders.


    Nick''s gaze lowered, and after a moment, he quietly said, "I can''t always disappoint Chester."


    Grady chuckled. "Though Chester is stern, he''s not unreasonable. He won''t force you into anything, as you know."


    Nick felt a stir in his heart, remembering how Chester had guided him through his darkest years. He nodded. "I know."


    Just then, As walked in, interrupting their conversation.