Yu Jia rushed into her penthouse, her mind swirling with anxiety. She slammed the door shut and grabbed her phone, dialing her assistant with urgency. "I need everything on Y.L. Mongolia—recent dealings, schedules, anything. And I mean everything."
There was a pause on the other end before her assistant replied hesitantly. "Miss Yu… We've tried. She's under Dream Entertainment's protection, and it seems someone powerful is ensuring her records stay hidden. It's like hitting a wall."
Yu Jia's grip tightened on the phone, her voice sharp. "I don't care what it takes. Try harder. I need answers."
Ending the call, Yu Jia leaned back against the wall, her mind racing. It wasn't a coincidence. It couldn't be. That mask-wearing girl with the sharp eyes—she was sure it was Lixue. But what rattled Yu Jia wasn't just the chance that her sister had returned. It was what Lixue might do now that she was back.
