The convoy rumbled to a halt in front of Riverview Mansion in the south of the city.
This place used to be Selena's private residence back when she oversaw the shipping routes.
As soon as we stepped into the main hall, Vincent pressed a set of keys into my palm.
"From today on, this place is yours."
Selena sat in her red sandalwood armchair and nodded at the stack of files on the coffee table.
"Seven freight lines out in the western district, three deep-water docks here in the south end. All the account books, personnel rosters, and official seals are right here."
She lifted her white teacup, her gaze sweeping over my short hair and tailored black suit.
"I'm backing you not just so you can throw your weight around to get even with those stuck-up relatives.
"These assets were built
