If it weren''t for stumbling upon that asset transfer document in her daughter''s room today, Delh would''ve beenpletely in the dark about everything going on behind the scenes. The Cunninghams weren''t much of a worry, but her daughter''s constant mingling with Grady-that''s what kept Delh up at night.


    Mirabe thought her mom would ask about the Cunninghams, but instead, after a brief pause, she replied truthfully, "He never mentioned the Davis family to me."


    He had simply handed her a pile of documents rted to the Davis family''s


    assets.


    "So how do you exin this asset transfer document?" Delh pressed.


    If her daughter was clueless about the Davis family''s dealings, how did Grady''s crew get their hands on this transfer document? What a handful that girl was!


    "Just paying off some debts," Mirabe said coolly, leaning back on the couch without borating.


    Delh wanted to dig deeper, but Shawn, sitting next to her, gently stopped her. She nced at him and sighed inwardly. It''s always the closest ones that are the hardest to figure out. No wonder Grady''s been like a ghosttely.


    After dinner, Mirabe slipped back to her room, where a mountain of physics homework awaited her. Not long after, there was a knock at the door. She put down her pen, slowly walked over, and opened the door just a sliver, only to hear Nick''s calm voice.


    "Mom and Dad are in their room."


    Mirabe cleared her throat, stood up straight, and opened the door wider. "Nick, you''re still up?"


    "Yeah." Nick handed her a cup of ginger tea.


    Mirabe epted it without a word. Just as she took a sip, Nick''s casual voice broke the silence.


    "Are you nning to take over the Davis family''s assets in Riverdale?" Nick''s eyes were locked onto Mirabe''s face.


    Parents might be easy to fool, but not him.


    Mirabe almost choked on her drink, "Cough, cough..."


    "No need to be shocked. I know you''ve got your own ns, but the Davis family''s affairs are vast andplicated. One wrong move and..." Nick paused, "I just don''t want you tangled up in it."


    Though he wasn''t sure what Grady had told his sister, she was his only sibling.


    Mirabe could sense the gravity in Nick''s words. Holding the cup, she simply replied, "I know."


    Nick couldn''t quite read his sister''s mind. He ruffled her hair and added, "Get some rest."


    Mirabe nodded, "You too, Nick."


    Before long, Nick returned to his room, and Mirabe stood at the door, her eyes deep in thought, before finally closing it.


    **


    Two days flew by in a blur.


    Over at the pharmaceutical association, David had just wrapped up a call with a contact from an international medical institution. The past couple of days had been a whirlwind, dealing with a mess at the herb warehouse, and the stress was evident in his weary appearance.


    His assistant handed him a warm ss of water, "President, what did they say today?"


    David set the ss down, "They still won''t budge on the deadline."


    The assistant frowned, "President, something feels off about this. We''re one of the biggest suppliers of medicinal materials, and we''ve worked with them before. It doesn''t make sense for them to be so rigid."


    David''s eyes narrowed slightly, "That''s exactly what''s bothering me. What''s thetest on Presley? Have we uncovered anything?"