"Today's breaking news: Johnny Blackbird has struck again, this time targeting a noble bank in the Central District. It is reported that the bank is actually owned by Duke Faust. Johnny Blackbird broke his own record this time, completing the heist in less than one minute and thirty-seven seconds and escaping before the officers from the Security Office could arrive. While we marvel at Johnny Blackbird's audacity, we can't help but worry about how the security in the Royal Capital has deteriorated to such an extent, allowing criminals to invade the Central District..."

After Ethan's personal exhibition ended, the wave of reports concerning him gradually subsided.

After all, the outcome was decided, and Rubins was forced to vow to leave the art world, fleeing the Royal Capital altogether.

Therefore, there was no need to pursue such news anymore.

Thus, the star of the Royal Capital once again became Johnny Blackbird, this seemingly uncatchable black bird spreading his wings over the skies of the city again in his unique way.

Ethan turned off the radio, contemplating why Johnny Blackbird was never caught; who exactly was helping him, or was he really that capable?

However, he quickly thought about whether he should get involved in the radio industry.

With the development of wireless technology, the radio industry has been flourishing in recent years, as evidenced by the increasing number of radios.

Ethan wanted to gain control of some voices of influence; since he was already involved in newspapers, the radio industry couldn't be overlooked.

Just at that moment, Herlosh called, asking Ethan what direction the newspaper should take next.

"You're the boss, why are you asking me?"

Ethan retorted.

"Uh, in fact, I already have some ideas, just wanted to ask if we should continue reporting about you."

Herlosh hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Do what you want, so what are you planning to report on?"

"I want to follow the Johnny Blackbird story."

"Not bad."

Johnny Blackbird is the hottest topic in the Royal Capital right now; this choice is not wrong.

It seems Herlosh had completely conceded.

After that, Ethan discussed the radio station matters with him.

"I do know some people, but... the investment in this will be enormous."

"Money's not a problem, just help me find people. Once it's done, if you want to have a share, there's no issue."

Even if they successfully secured a radio station, Ethan didn't have a suitable candidate to manage it for now, so even letting Herlosh take a dual role wouldn't be an issue.

Finally, Ethan urged Herlosh to continue promoting his auction in the newspaper, and the call ended.

Ethan hadn't been completely idle these past two days; he still had something important he was working on.

He had to write a thoroughly complete and detailed paper.

He wanted to firmly establish his theory that everyone could be an artist.

With this paper, the achievements he secured during his personal exhibition would be completely solidified.

But just as Ethan was about to settle down and write, the house became noisy.

Because Sofia had returned.

After holding out for so many days, she finally couldn't stay away any longer and came back running.

As soon as she came in, she shouted, "It's so hot, it's so hot. Miss Driver, I want iced tea! Is there iced tea?"

Clearly, she hadn't gotten along well with Anya before, yet now she acted like they were best friends, calling out as if coquettishly.

Anya, expressionless, brought her a glass of iced tea.

She hugged Anya's arm and said, "You're the best!"

While drinking the tea, she continued, "Ah, I've been so bored at school these past few days, let's go shopping later, just the two of us—no one else, especially not that one!"

"I'm not going."

Anya coldly rejected her and walked away.

Sofia murmured "stingy," then got up and walked towards the desk near the window.

"What are you doing?"

Getting closer, she asked, somewhat sulkily.

"Writing a paper."

"Oh."

She gave a soft 'oh,' squeezed onto a small chair nearby with her cup in hand, and just watched Ethan without speaking.

Ethan felt uneasy being watched, so he asked, "What's up?"

"Take us out tonight, me, Miss Driver, and you."

It seemed she had forgotten the unpleasantness of the past few days, with any remaining annoyance having just vanished.

"But you clearly said you disliked me, so why are you at my house then?"

Ethan replied irritably.

"This is my home too; I have a room here!"

Sofia retorted confidently.

Standing afar, at some point Anya had reappeared silently. She shook her head at Ethan, as if to say, "Let it go, young master, just go with her."

"Later."

Ethan sighed.

Sofia walked away triumphantly.

Yet watching her cheerful figure, Ethan knew he really needed to find a time to talk things through with her.

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Meanwhile, Vasini was also pursuing his grand endeavors.

Originally, his plan was to unite all the families, gradually weakening Uttahan by confronting them until they were completely devoured.

However, this process was interrupted when Luca unexpectedly showed up and was suddenly killed by him.

Now, the situation was quite delicate.

The delicate part was that with Luca's death, Uttahan had already begun to crumble and fall apart.

In the South District, the Mafia's power was resurging.

Those families that had defected and pledged allegiance were swayed once more, like grass blowing in the wind, falling again towards Vasini.

These days, he had met with leaders of several families, but Vasini asserted that if they wanted to return, they must be entirely under his command.

This made those families hesitate.

They didn't agree immediately, saying they needed to consider it further.

Vasini inwardly sneered; he knew this development meant those families already under his sway were definitely not clean.

Previously united against a common enemy, now that the enemy was gone, with only a sweeping action remaining, why should anyone remain under his command?

Sure enough, someone was instigating things from within.

Most likely, it was his esteemed Godfather, Old Kani.

After all, in terms of prestige and status, he was the only one who could stand up, and he was the least willing to be absorbed.

Vasini kept his composure, while continuing to expand his power under the guise of purging Uttahan, cultivating loyal supporters, and applying unseen pressure on those families.

Indeed, that night, those families made a move again, proposing to have another discussion and this time nominating a representative.

Susa.

Susa was a figure who used to be on equal footing with Old Kani and was the head of the influential Camorra Clan among the defected families.

Back then, it was his defection that completely shattered the situation in the South District.

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