The project proposal for the business cooperation she needed wasn't going to magically fall into her lap, and if she wanted it, she'd have to take matters into her own hands.

It was locked away on Brian's computer, which made the task somewhat challenging.

How could she gain access to his computer?

Her gaze shifted to Kyson, her eyes flickering with thought.

He had been avoiding her ever since the incident at the club—a moment she had carefully orchestrated with a drug, only to have her plans thwarted.

That incident had shaken Kyson's trust, and now he locked his door at night like a frightened deer guarding against a predator.

She blamed Zoe for thwarting her plans.

If not for Zoe's interference, Kyson would be at her mercy by now.

And she couldn't pull similar stunt anymore as she was out of supply on that particular drug.

Another thought crossed her mind as her lips curled into a subtle predatory smile.

There were other ways to manipulate a man like Kyson.

Meanwhile, Kyson stretched lazily on the sofa, his post-dinner energy itching for an outlet.

He looked at Dilan with a challenging glint in his eyes. “Dilan, up for a game of basketball?"

Dilan raised an eyebrow, catching the unspoken challenge in Kyson's tone. “Why not?"

He was ready to confront Kyson face-to-face.

The tension crackled between them as their gazes locked-a silent confrontation of wills.

Brian chuckled, breaking the standoff. “One-on-one is too dull. Brendan, why don't we join them?"

It would be more fun as a team sport.

Hopefully, Dilan would eventually see Kyson as a friend, just as Brendan had hoped.

“Alright, let's play." Brendan, who had always enjoyed basketball in his younger days, readily agreed.

The group headed to the basketball court at the back of the estate, a lively procession of players and spectators.

Even Sanford, confined to his wheelchair, was wheeled out by Maggie to join in the camaraderie.

Sanford watched the others with a wistful expression. His once- vigorous body now felt like a distant memory.

Maggie noticed the shadow of loneliness in his eyes and crouched beside him, clasping his hand in silent support.