Thea took a deep breath. It was surreal! Unbelievable! Just then, a Ferrari stopped at the entrance.

A tall, beautiful, elegant woman in a white shirt and black pencil skirt approached. Her heels clicked crisply against the ground.

"Ms. Lawson," she said.

The salespeople were respectful. Even the manager, Miranda, said respectfully, "Ms. Lawson."

Yuna observed the scene, glancing at James before finally meeting Thea's gaze. Pretending familiarity, she took Thea's hand, smiling. "It really is you, Thea!"

Thea was stunned. She didn't recognize the woman.

"Thea, it's me, Yuna Lawson. In university, you gave a speech during Mr. Quigley's lecture—to great applause. I was there."

Thea thought about it. She recalled a similar incident, but didn't know Yuna.

"D-did you send me an invitation? The chairman of Longevity Pharmaceuticals, Yuna Lawson?"

"Yes," Yuna said, taking Thea's hand. "I've heard what happened. I'll deal with the salesperson who insulted you. You're here to shop, aren't you? Come on, let's go to the second floor. I'll help you pick out a few pieces."

Thea was shocked. Why was the chairman of Longevity Pharmaceuticals being so kind? It was as if they were best friends. She glanced at James, who smiled.

"Go on," he said.

Thea nodded. With Yuna leading, they went to the second floor, filled with luxury items priced far higher than those on the first. The dresses, all worth over a hundred thousand dollars, were striking and captivating. As a fashion design student, Thea's eyes lit up, but she remained sensible.

Looking at Yuna, she asked, "Ms. Lawson, we don't know each other. Why the invitation? Why are you so kind? Who put you up to this?"

Yuna smiled. It seemed Thea didn't know James's true identity. If Thea didn't know, Yuna wouldn't reveal it.

"Why all the questions? I've always admired you. You're a genius, having dabbled in so many things."

Thea pressed, "Is it James? What about the man in the ghost mask?" Of all the people she knew, only two had the power. She suspected James, but it was only a suspicion.

"The man in the mask?" Yuna paused. She recalled the man who'd caused trouble earlier, and the rumors of him saving Thea and killing Trent at the Xaviers' auction. She considered the Blithe King covering for James at Ella Corporation. She made a few connections.

The man in the ghost mask was the Black Dragon—James. Otherwise, why would the Blithe King wait until his new role to deal with the masked man? He must have been cleaning up James's messes, finding a scapegoat to quell rumors.

Yuna smiled, pondering the Black Dragon's motives. "Thea, don't you know who the man in the ghost mask is?"

"H-how would I know?"

Yuna whispered, "He's the one you saved from the fire at the Cadens' ten years ago. Now he's powerful. You know about The Great Four, don't you? He's back for revenge."

Thea was shocked. The person she'd saved ten years ago? She remembered saving someone at the Cadens' villa, but didn't know who. The events between the Cadens and The Great Four were a mystery to her.

"Wh-who is he? Is is it James?"

Thea considered that James's surname was also Caden, and the pieces fell into place.

Yuna smacked Thea on the head. "You're overthinking it. Your husband James is a nobody. How could he be so powerful?"