Sierra bit her lip and gave Veil a deep, conflicted look, but in the end, she said nothing more.
For one, she wasn't particularly close to Veil—asking for help would be crossing a line.
For another, Veil clearly already knew about the Davenport Group's current situation. That likely meant he had no intention of getting involved in such a mess.
Joseph, too, let out a long, weary sigh.
He had been hoping to secure a round of funding to hedge against the crisis. But seeing the current state of things, and with Jodie clearly refusing to return home, even that slim hope he'd clung to suddenly shattered.
Hiss…
Joseph gasped sharply, clutching at his chest. Pain twisted his features into a grimace, his muscles contorting in agony.
"Uncle Joseph, what's wrong?" Jodie jumped in fright, hurrying over to check on him.
What was going on?
Could it be… he was so angry at her refusal to go back that it triggered some kind of health issue?
