When Ross woke up, he wasted no time.
He arranged for Ayla to be sent back to the hospital, ensuring she would make a full recovery.
Along with that, he handed her a sleek card loaded with $100 million for her expenses.
"Find me when you're done handling your family business," Ross said, his tone calm but edged with warning.
"Don't keep me waiting too long. You don't want to see me when I'm bored."
"I understand," Ayla replied with a nod, her voice steady.
She turned toward the shimmering portal Ross had summoned, pausing briefly to smile at Jessica before stepping through.
In the blink of an eye, she vanished, leaving the cabin eerily quiet.
Ross watched the spot where Ayla had disappeared, a faint smirk curling his lips.
"I see you've already made a friend, Jessica. That's good." His tone was light, almost approving, as he began to dress.
