The butler nodded, "Yes."


    It was true, girls did love to look their best, and sometimes, they even took it to extremes.


    Yvonne used to be obsessed with looking good, to the point where she once starved herself until she fainted and ended up in the hospital. After that incident, Ronald especially prohibited them from binge eating.


    Sitting across from him, Ste asked innocently, "Are you saying I eat too much now, Ronald?"


    Ronald replied, "Yes!"


    Ste was speechless. Was he worried they''d go broke from her eating habits?


    Well, he was just looking out for her, afraid she''d end up like Yvonne, starving herself into the hospital just for losing weight.


    Ste took a sip of her oatmeal, "When did you get backst night?"


    "After 2 AM."


    "Thatte? Did youe into my room?"


    At her question, Ronald''s expression changed, a fleeting look of evasion passing through his eyes.


    He flicked a profound nce at her, "Why do you ask?"


    "Just wondering," Ste shrugged, dismissing her earlier feeling of being enveloped and hugged by a chilling presence in her sleep as a dream. She intended to struggle, but the entire body seemed to be pinned firmly, making her unable to break free. It must be a dream then.


    After breakfast, Ste left, and Ronald headed to his study for a video conference. By the time he emerged, it was past ten.


    Idris approached, "Sir."


    "Yes?"


    "Mr. Quarry has been trying to meet with you, and so has Mr. Patel."


    Both Yorick and Jeremy were eager for a partnership with Ronald, though Jeremy had at least met him once, while the other hadn''t.


    Despite their refusal to consider Yorick''s proposal, he obviously wasn''t giving up.


    "Urs has been causing a fuss about being discharged, and Mr. Quarry is still investigating the owner behind Wave Residence. Shall we just tell him, to make him give up?"


    en


    Ronald chuckled sarcastically, "For that sickly one, he''s clearly not giving up until he hits a dead end."


    Even if that woman died now, it would be worth it for him.


    A teasing amusement shed


    across Ronald''s eyes, "Let him find out on his own. If by the time that woman died and he still hasn''t figured out who the owner is, that would be something reallyughable."


    Idris added, "He''s already known Ms. Quinn lives here and been asking who the owner is."


    It was like asking the owner who the owner was, practically an idiot.


    Speaking of Yorick''s inquiries about Ste, Ronald remembered the absurd im that the owner was sixty-six years old.


    No idea how on earth had Yorick got that information. With this investigative skills, how can he manage to keep the Quarry Group afloat?


    "Just ignore him."


    The most frustrating thing in the world was knowing nothing while the other knew everything. Yorick was exactly in that position, desperate and confused.


    ...


    Upon arriving at her studio, Tabitha rushed over, uttering in a low voice, "Boss, Mr. Patel is here."


    Ste raised an eyebrow, "Jeremy?"


    "Yeah, he''s been here since we opened. I tried calling you, but you didn''t answer."


    "My phone was on silent."


    These days, Yorick had been bombarding her with calls asking about Wave Residence, obviously eager for Urs to move in for her recuperation.


    If her own house was being used for Urs''s recovery, she''d just let Urs wait it out.


    Entering her office, Ste saw Jeremy sitting on the couch, immediately standing up as she walked in. He was tall, lean, and carried an air of elegance. ncing at the ashtray on the coffee table, she noted with approval that there were no cigarette butts.


    Jeremy approached her, all smiles


    and enthusiasm, grabbing her arm, "It''s like having issues within our


    own people. Who would''ve thought you were Mr. Quinn''s sister?


    en


    Q.UMS


    Ste nced at Jeremy at his words. His visit today meant he''d figured out her connection with Ronald.