This agreement came back into y once Miss Mira returned.


    Mr. Austin Emmitt had his own business, which was doing quite well. However, managing the expansive Davis family empire was beyond his capabilities. Zach, the second son, pursuedw and had no intention of leaning on the family for support. Expecting him to carry on the family legacy was out of the question.


    Nick was being groomed as the heir, but he and Keir both knew that he wasn''t interested in taking on the role. Meanwhile, Leo was fully engrossed in chasing his dreams in the entertainment industry. Asking him to take over the Davis family would be as futile as donating the whole estate to charity.


    That left only Miss Mira. She was sharp and had a knack for surprising others with her hidden talents. Her personality meshed perfectly with those who had lived life on the edge. If it hadn''t been for the events of the past couple of years, they might have all been fooled by her sweet demeanor.


    Grady sighed to himself and quickly refocused on Mirabe. "Your parents might have wanted to keep this agreement under wraps, but I think you ought to know," Grady paused. "They promised Chester that theirst child would be adopted by him."


    Hearing this, Mirabe, though she had her suspicions, was still taken aback when it was confirmed. No wonder Shawn and Delh were always cautious around Grady.


    Then something clicked for Mirabe. "So, calling me Miss Mira has something to do with this?" she asked. Being the fifth in line, ''little miss'' would have made more sense, but ''Miss Mira'' seemed a bit out of ce.


    Grady cleared his throat and nodded, "Yeah, that''s the reason."


    Mirabe blinked, momentarily at a loss for words. She never thought she''d be someone who could inherit a billion-dor estate without


    bit surreal. Grady, unaware of her internal musings, worried she might feel burdened by this and badded, "Of course, adopted or not, you''ll always be the Davis family''s one and only Miss Mira."


    even trying! The feeling was a g


    Those words touched Mirabe. Inheritance wasn''t the issue; the real deal was that she, Mirabe, was a wealthy woman.


    After a moment, she pulled herself together. "You''re right, Uncle. Whether I''m adopted or not doesn''t really matter. We''re all family, blood ties and all."


    Grady nodded, not surprised by her response. If she''d been adopted and raised by them from an early age, they wouldn''t have to overthink


    things. But now that Miss M"


    an adult with her own mind, there was no need to stress over the adoption matter. Blood ties are unbreakable.


    An hourter, the ne touched down at the Davis family''s private terminal. As Mirabe stepped off, she saw about a dozen armored SUVs lined up on the runway, each with someone in ck standing by. The whole scene was oozing with authority and power, looking quite grand.


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow, thinking even a presidential motorcade.might not be this


    extravagant. Walking beside her Grady noticed her expression. She


    showed neither fear nor awe treating the attendants as if they were just regr folks. Thisposure was exactly what one would expect from a true heir.