If they couldn''t seal the deal, it was going to be trouble.


    "You didn''t see their butler when you went therest time?"


    "No," Orion nodded..


    He didn''t dare to make a peep, aware that Yorick would probablyined about his incapability on this matter.


    Cloudia called Yorick, "Rick, Ste just refused to help us get Finley and Tegan on board. What do we do now?"


    Just hearing Ste''s name gave Yorick a headache. It felt like she was some cosmic joke yed on him.


    "I''ll figure this out. Stop calling her."


    In the matter rted to Tegan, they had understood totally Ste''s stance. Why bother reaching out to her and humiliating themselves further?


    "But Urs..." Cloudia couldn''t finish her piece, her voice choked with emotion.


    Ste''s heartlessness was beyond belief. How could someone be so indifferent in the face of a life-or-death situation? How was that family able to turn her into such a ruthless being? The more Cloudia thought about it, the angrier she got.


    Yorick uttered, "Alright. I''ll handle it. No more calls to her."


    "Okay."


    Ending the call, Yorick felt the anger boiling inside him. Rubbing his temples, he asked Orion, who was driving, "How does she even know Finley?"


    "I...have no idea."


    "Maybe through Susanna Tucker?" Orion guessed after thinking for a moment.


    Yorick thought that was the only usible exnation. After all, given Ste''spetence, she herself wouldn''t have the means to mingle with someone of Finley''s stature.


    At Mist Bay, walking downstairs, Ste found Ronald already in the dining room, hisptop on the hands.


    Hearing the sound, he nced up at her, "Awake? Why didn''t you sleep more?"


    Ste mumbled, "You didn''t check the time? It''ste."


    It was hardly early.


    When she woke up, it was already nine, and receiving calls from Tabitha and Cloudia took half an hour.


    "Go have breakfast," Ronald suggested with an indulgent look.


    "Okay," Ste, feeling hungry, agreed.


    Upon seeing Ste, the butler quickly set the dishes for her, which had been kept warm.


    Ronald, who had already eaten, had always kept a regr routine.


    As Ste finished the meal, Ronald received a call and put away his tablet.


    Seeing him get ready to leave, Ste hurriedly put down the utensils, "Are we leaving now? Need a lift."


    ncing at his wristwatch, Ronald frowned, "Where do you need to go?"


    "I''m going to work!" Ste eximed.


    Ronald, upon hearing her words, nced at Idris, who had just walked in.


    "Ms. Quinn, do you want me to close your studio for you?" Idris offered, knowing full well that if Ronald left Portis City, Ste would surely go with him back to Ferrond. Thus, her studio was no reason to keep running.


    "Why close it?''ll find a manager by then. It''s making money, after all. Don''t just shut it down," She had trained those designers herself, and they were doing well. Closing the studio would force them all to find new jobs.


    "Let''s go. Quick, I have a meeting,"


    Ste hurried, grabbing Ronald''set


    Be pulling him towards the


    who


    Meanwhile, Yorick''s car pulled up outside the Wave Residence.