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Previously on "The Watchful Eye"...

- You must be... - Roman.

The new doorman.

I'm just doing my job.

Yeah, the job I got you.

I need you to write a letter to the parole board.

Say you miss your mother.

You got a lot of nerve.

Just remember, even though they treat you like

you're part of the family, you can't trust them.

So, the Wards' old nanny, Morgan...

Super nice.

... one day, she disappears.

We heard that Allie fired her.

Maybe Matthew was angry that she fired

the nanny he was in love with.

- Morgan signed this NDA. - For what?

It isn't my story to tell.

Otis Winthrop the Third

is the CEO of the Greybourne Corporation.

"I want to take this precious jewel and run

but it will always be yours."

Precious jewel.

Maybe wherever Winthrop lived, that's where the jewel is.

Mr. Winthrop's only nice when his grandkids are around.

Apparently his daughter lives in his old apartment

now with her family, the Chans.

Ginny works for the Chans.

That's gotta be where it is.

Hello?

Yo. It's me.

Teo, are you okay?

I had a heart attack when I saw the number.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I thought you weren't allowed to make calls during the week.

I'm not.

I had to get special permission.

This place is so extra with the rules.

You wouldn't last a day here.

- Funny. You got jokes. - Just saying.

Only one of us has a rap sheet, and it's not me.

Hey, I was trying to put food on the table.

Hey, shut up. I'm not calling to lecture you.

I'm calling 'cause Ronnie asked me to write a letter

to the parole board on her behalf.

She says I should write that she's, like, a good mom

and I miss her and whatever.

Yeah, you're not doing that.

Why?

If she gets paroled, I can get out of this shit hole.

Okay, first of all, it's not a shit hole.

It's a really good school.

And Scott had to pull a lot of strings

to get you into that school and to get you a scholarship.

Tell me again how this is the best education

I can hope to get.

Look, I know you don't care, but I care.

I hate it here, Elena. It sucks.

I want to go home.

What home?

There is no home, okay? There's nothing left.

Look, I just need you to hang on a little longer, okay,

until I get my feet underneath me.

I have something in the works.

Something big.

We're not gonna have to worry about money anymore.

What, you don't believe me?

You sound like her.

Always some scheme.

Damn, dude.

That's unfair.

You wanna talk unfair?

To what do I owe the pleasure

of this unexpected visit?

I think you know.

Mm.

Somehow, I don't think you're here to check up

on my well-being or bring me a muffin basket.

I'm here to tell you face to face,

you need to stop calling Teo.

You can't keep me away from my son.

I don't have to.

The state of New York is doing it for me.

Thanks to you, my little traitor.

You still blaming me for that?

It wasn't my choice to commit a felony.

It was your choice to go along with it,

and your choice to cry those big, sad tears

to the judge about how you were just a minor,

a little toddler with pigtails,

and not 17 years old and heartless,

and you lie like a rock and you don't feel anything.

That's fine. That's what it is.

I don't feel anything.

Like an old burned-up building.

Sound familiar?

What happened in your dad's garage was an accident.

He kept that place in perfect condition, and you know it.

There was no negligence that caused that fire.

Those developers wanted the poor people

and their little business out of the way,

so they blew it up.

I told your father to sell that garage

to the Greybourne Corporation when he had the chance,

and he didn't listen to me.

So whatever happened after that was not my fault.

You watched him suffer, and you did nothing.

You're gonna stop giving Teo false hope

that you're getting out.

But I am getting out.

That's what happens when you've served your time.

You haven't served your time.

You got eight years.

It's been seven months.

Prison overcrowding.

You're not gonna get out on parole

if someone tells the parole board

that you're a danger to society and a poison pill to your family

and that you deserve to be here

every last second of your sentence!

Hey. Keep your voice down, please.

Look, you don't want to write a letter supporting my parole,

I can't force you.

Luckily, I got one kid who loves me.

Sorry you wasted a trip up here.

Introduce yourself around.

I'm sure you'll be seeing these people again

when you get caught and you get thrown into jail.

Morgan?

- Hey, it's... - Can you turn off your phone?

It's better safe than sorry.

They can track with them.

Okay.

I got you a coffee.

Thanks.

Do you want to sit down?

Yeah.

Sorry. It's just...

they're always watching.

Who? Who's they?

How's Jasper?

Um, he's good, actually.

He's been through a lot, obviously,

but he's starting to come through it.

Poor little guy. He's...

He's been through a lot. I really miss him.

I could tell him you said hi...

No. I-I can't have contact with him.

I signed an NDA.

Yeah. James mentioned it.

Guessing things didn't end well, huh?

Understatement of the year.

They got me a new job and they found me

an apartment at The Hildebrand.

I guess I came out ahead.

Sort of.

Look, I don't want to put you in an uncompromising situation,

but I just need to know if I'm safe working for this family.

Something happen with Matthew?

No.

God, no.

Wait, is that what people are saying?

Well, they're wrong.

I would never. And Matthew would never either.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

He wasn't the problem.

Was it Allie?

Did you two not get along?

I loved Allie. She was wonderful to me.

She treated me like one of the family.

But she wasn't well.

How so?

She started seeing things,

people that weren't really there.

Did you see them, too?

No.

But whenever she left the Greybourne,

people were watching her.

The same people that were watching you?

All I know is that she was unraveling,

and her family... they didn't believe her.

They just wanted the problem to be gone.

And it was.

Because that's what they do.

The Wards?

The Greybournes.

They have this hatchet-faced lawyer on retainer,

and he just... he takes out the trash.

Who's the lawyer?

What's his name?

They're here.

Probably watching you, too.

I have to go.

What? No. Wait. Wait.

No. What...

Please don't contact me again.

It's not safe for either of us.

- Hey. - What took you so long?

What do you want me to do?

I was working. I came here as fast as I could.

I think somebody might be watching me.

- Who? - I don't know.

I went to go see the Wards' old nanny this morning,

and she told me that she's being watched all the time.

Okay, so someone's watching her.

- You think this is a joke? - No, no.

I'm... I'm not laughing, but what do you want me to do?

You want me to hire a personal security guard

because you feel like you're being watched?

I want you to care.

Okay, of course I care, but I think you might be

getting yourself a little worked up here.

- Then I'm doing this on purpose? - I don't know.

Maybe, because you want to find a way out.

You know, you can be a real asshole, you know that?

Hey.

Listen, I know you're stressed, and I get that,

but you need to keep your head on straight

till we're done with this.

Why didn't you give me a call back last night?

- I left you like five... - Phone was off.

Okay, well, I really wanted to talk to you.

_

I wanted to say I was sorry for how I behaved,

how I acted, and what I said.

I messed up, okay?

I'm sorry about that.

Okay, this is where it's customary to say,

"I'm sorry, too, Scott."

So you're a relationship expert now?

Okay, you know what? You're in a real mood,

and I got enough on my plate, so...

- Then go. - Okay.

Bury your head in the sand.

But you could take a little break.

Well, I could, but...

I'll see you.

What's his deal?

- Who? Roman? - Yeah.

Like, does he have a girlfriend, or...

Uh, how would I know?

Well, when we were hanging out,

I figured maybe he said something.

We weren't hanging out.

We were cleaning up your mess.

- I know. - So ask him.

I just... ugh, forget it.

Were you ever planning on telling me about this?

I've told you over and over to ask me

before borrowing my things.

Why do you assume I did it?

I know you did.

And now the clasp is broken

because you show no respect for other people's belongings.

- It's just a bag. - It's my bag.

Your bag. Your apartment. Your life.

I'm just the interloper.

Promise you'll never let me forget that.

You all right?

I'm fine. Bag is not.

She was kinda rude back there.

If I ever spoke to one of my parents like that...

Well, I'm not a parent.

I'm the wicked stepmother.

Every fairy tale needs a villain.

I can take that to repair shop for you

if you like, Mrs. Ayres.

Oh. You don't need to do that.

It's not big deal.

I already have to take a pair of shoes to Arturo's

to get re-soled for Mr. Chan.

I was just on my way there now.

Oh. Roman, you're a dear.

Thank you.

Chilaquiles.

So I went to go meet up

with the Wards' old nanny today, Morgan.

And?

She said she's being watched.

By who?

She couldn't be specific.

She said the Greybourne family lawyer,

this guy named Marcato, made her sign an NDA.

Damn.

That's pretty messed up.

You think it's true?

I think it might be in her head.

All the more reason we need to find this ruby, get our cash,

and get out before my mom gets paroled.

_

So, in this letter, Jocelyn tells Alistair

that she suspects that Winthrop stole her treasure.

So if he actually stole it and hid it in his apartment,

it still might be there.

He says, "he swears he will never let it go,

he will sleep with one eye open to guard it."

So I'm thinking bedroom.

I think I can get in there.

I can set up a playdate with Jasper and Rex.

Are they even friends?

Well, they will be.

But, Elena, if Morgan's really scared as all that,

this family's as dangerous as they seem,

I think there oughta be some hazard pay.

You'll get your cut.

Or we could just split your cut even-steven, no?

I'm already splitting it with Scott.

I mean, I set this whole thing up.

I'm sorry, but 50/50 isn't gonna cut it.

I mean, we don't even know how much it's worth.

Does he know you brought me in?

Or that I even exist?

He doesn't need to know everything.

Ah, the 21st century playdate.

I try not to lobotomize them with video games too often,

but sometimes we both just need a break.

Well, I'm sure the game that they're playing is highly educational.

This is place is really nice.

Oh. Yeah. All the Greybournes live

in three-dimensional issues of "Architectural Digest,"

but if I've learned one thing working here,

it's that money does not buy happiness.

The Winthrop-Chans

are miserable.

All the Greybournes?

The Greybournes and the Winthrops

are all the same family.

What?

Rich people love to intermarry.

I think Alistair Greybourne's wife was a Winthrop.

Now they're everywhere, like carpenter ants.

Where's the bathroom?

Uh, front hall, to the left.

What are you doing in here?

I ended up using the bathroom in here,

and then I got nosy.

Half the reason I took this job

is to snoop around in fancy apartments.

I really wish you hadn't.

Mrs. Winthrop-Chan has a freakish photographic memory.

She knows if anything is out of place in here,

or even the least bit askew.

I was just curious about her beach reads,

and they're really sad.

Just don't do it again, okay?

Sure. Yeah.

Won't happen.

It's weird. This apartment is like the mirror image

of the Wards' apartment.

Yeah, they're all similar.

This one has two more rooms than yours, though.

The Winthrop-Chans moved in

when they needed room for the second baby.

but Mrs. Winthrop-Chan grew up in your apartment...

Matthew and Allie's apartment.

She did?

Mm-hmm.

We should get back.

Hey, Roman. Jasper's off fencing.

Have fun, Zorro.

Who's Zorro?

You don't know who Zorro is?

"Avenge the helpless, punish the cruel politicians,

aid the oppressed"?

Nada?

So?

Ginny said that the Winthrops used to live in the apartment

that Matthew lives in now.

So?

So, if Winthrop used to live there,

maybe that's where it's stashed,

and it's been under my nose the whole time.

Elena, come on! We're gonna be late!

Coming. Allez !

Hello? Anybody home?

- Hey. - Hey.

I wanted to drop off Jasper's inhaler refill.

Great. Thank you.

You packing up?

Oh, I-I have to pack up all of Allie's clothes for tomorrow.

We're, uh, gonna auction them off

at a charity benefit for the children's hospital.

You're making progress.

You know, I have known about this for weeks.

Every time I walk in, I walk right back out again.

I don't know.

I don't think I can do this.

I could help.

No. I couldn't ask that. That's too much.

No, seriously, I'm good at this stuff.

I want to help.

Why don't you take Jasper out for a movie and some ice cream,

and I'll handle this?

Might be a good idea for him not to...

see this, you know?

Thank you.

No, that's... that's really smart.

Okay.

Now, look, Tory and Allie's friends have already

been through the closet, so, um, you know,

if you see anything you like, feel free to keep it.

Oh, that's really generous, but I...

No, I insist.

She had good stuff.

She sure did.

Hey. Thanks for coming.

What exactly am I doing here?

I wanted to say I'm sorry for letting my curiosity

get the better of me earlier.

I did not want to jeopardize you or your job.

I wasn't thinking.

Thanks.

Is that all?

Well, I'm getting some overtime cash for cleaning out

Allie's closet, and I was thinking,

maybe you want to help me out?

We could split the cash.

Matthew said we could take whatever we want.

And to sweeten the deal...

You had me at overtime cash.

- To Allie. - To Allie.

This is an Alaia!

Oh, my God. This is an Alaia.

You okay?

My dad had a St. Christopher pendant just like this one.

He died, and I packed up all of his stuff, too.

My mom couldn't do it, and my brother was just a kid,

- so I did it. - I'm sorry.

I-I had no idea you lost your dad.

It's okay.

I don't really like talking about it, you know?

You don't really like talking about much of anything.

You're like a book that's still in the shrink wrap.

Not a judgement. Just an observation.

No, you're right.

I don't.

I don't really like to open up.

I get that.

My one thing is that I don't like being lied to.

And I'll never lie to you.

Just let me keep the shrink wrap on a little longer.

Deal.

Uh...

What's that?

An envelope.

Let's see.

- Ooh, uh... - It was open.

Probably just some papers.

W-we should probably just give this to Matthew.

Oh.

What?

It's divorce papers.

They were splitting up?

And Matthew was the petitioner?

But he didn't sign it.

What?

It doesn't matter.

I'm gonna go get some more boxes.

Hey. Come here.

Try this on.

What?

This is you.

No, I couldn't.

Humor me.

That is all you, girl.

Come here.

Oh, yeah, you are keeping this dress.

A gown?

What am I gonna wear a gown to?

You can wear a gown anywhere you want to wear a gown.

But this is Allie's dress.

It's a little weird, right?

Eh, it's only weird if you make it weird.

What do you think you're doing?

Matthew asked us to pack up some of Allie's stuff.

They're gonna come by tomorrow and pick them up for charity.

I haven't sealed the boxes, if you want to take something.

No.

Allie and I had different taste.

Hmm.

Everyone always described her as "effortless."

Whereas I have never been described as effortless,

even once in my life.

Please take that off.

How did she know that we were in here?

Okay, I'm gonna head out.

Thank you so much.

Of course. I'll call you.

Bye.

We're home!

Hey. Hey there.

Wow.

It seems to be going well.

Yeah, only have a couple boxes left.

How was the movie?

Unbearably stupid.

I took a nap.

Daddy, can I have some screen time?

You just had two hours of screen time at the movie.

Ugh, okay, fine.

Oh, this kid.

Uh, look, I'm gonna make some dinner, if you want to stay.

Might be nice to dine with someone who eats something

- other than dino nuggets. - Oh.

I actually only eat dino nuggets.

It's a rare medical condition.

Oh, well, I mean, in that case...

You don't have to stay if you have plans.

I just thought...

No, I... Dinner sounds great.

Thank you.

Great.

I can't talk right now.

Aren't you off today?

Yeah, I'm just out with friends.

I thought maybe you'd come home.

I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood to be yelled at.

Ronnie already yelled at me today.

I'm not gonna yell at you, okay?

I-I just want to talk. I'm gonna make things right.

I shouldn't have blown up at you.

Okay? That... That was me.

That was my own shit.

Will you please just come over?

I just... I just want to see you and talk.

I said I can't.

Red or white?

I gotta go.

Hey.

Hey. Went with red.

Hope that's okay.

Uh, yeah. That's perfect.

- Salud. - Salud.

Mmm.

Prepare to enter the inner circle,

because I'm gonna show you something very, very important.

My mother's gnocchi recipe.

Mmm. Never met a gnocchi I didn't love.

- Want to chop up the herbs? - Sure.

Ooh. Ooh.

You okay?

Yep. No blood, no problem.

Okay, look, here... proper method.

Fingers on top,

rocking back away from the body.

Not too fast.

No, watch your fingers.

You know, I'll be honest,

I didn't have you pegged as a master chef.

I worked as a line cook in the summer during college,

couple classes in grad school, so, I don't know.

Find it relaxing.

And I'm pretty sure

that this is how you do this.

So, what is your favorite design project?

Um...

I really like the one I'm doing now, actually.

It's a community center geared toward reducing food deserts.

That way, local residents don't have to travel too far

if they want to find quality food.

Actually breaking ground on Monday,

if you want to come.

Bring Jasper.

He would love that.

Hey.

Why is the closet empty?

Oh, buddy, you know what?

Um, you know how all those pretty clothes were in there?

Someone should probably be wearing them, right?

So what we're gonna do is we're gonna give them

to people who need them.

But I don't want to give them away.

Hey, you know what?

I actually found something pretty cool.

Look at this.

It's a bracelet that your mom made especially for you.

See? "J" is for you,

the "A" is for your mommy,

and the "M" is for your dad.

So, now when you wear it,

it's like she'll always be with you,

wherever you go.

Thank you.

Aww.

Go on. Go brush your teeth.

I'll be in in a few minutes.

- Okay. - Goodnight.

'Night.

That's twice you came to the rescue today.

You should probably ask for a raise.

Is something burning?

Oh, no. I thought I turned it off.

- Oh, what a waste. - Oh.

- Oh. - Wait, your smoke detector didn't go off.

Uh, must be out of batteries.

Um, oh, geez.

Look, I'll grab some.

Well, no luck with the batteries.

Oh, that's okay.

I can pick some up before I come in on Monday.

I'm gonna head out.

Oh, okay. You know what?

Why don't you take Monday morning off?

You put in so much overtime today.

I can take Jasper to art class and then head to work,

and you can pick him up afterwards,

bring him to the groundbreaking.

Sure. Yeah.

Uh, thanks again for dinner.

I'll see you then.

Thanks for staying.

Hey. We need to talk.

What's wrong?

Not here. Come with me.

What?

- Face the wall. - What the hell? Why?

The security camera.

Turn, please.

I don't want them to read our lips.

I found surveillance cameras in Matthew's apartment.

That's messed up.

It's just like Morgan said. They're always watching.

I didn't want to believe it till I saw myself,

but I don't think Matthew put them there.

So who did?

Shit. I don't know.

Wait, weren't you off, like, hours ago?

Were you still up there till just now?

We had dinner.

You had dinner with your boss?

He invited me. He cooked.

And you love playing with fire.

Yeah, and I've seen you flirting with Bennet, and I have eyes.

Hey, I don't work for Bennet, okay?

And at least we're roughly the same age.

Whereas Matthew...

well, we could psychoanalyze that all day.

Okay, I'm not here to argue with you, okay?

Let's just please get out of the lobby.

Okay, where?

Somewhere I haven't showed you before.

Wow.

Yeah, dude, this is creepy.

That's being generous. These people will put

surveillance cameras in their smoke detectors...

who knows how far they'll go?

And why don't you think Matthew put in the cameras?

He didn't seem to know about them.

And Morgan said he wasn't the problem.

I don't think it was him.

I think they're Tory's.

She knew that me and Ginny were in Allie's closet,

so maybe she was spying on Allie.

Or Matthew was spying on Allie.

Why do you keep going back to him?

Why do you keep excusing him?

Because he's not a Greybourne.

Look.

I found this in Allie's closet.

He filed for legal separation before she died.

So he wanted out?

Miss Ivey said he got a ton of money when Allie died.

So why file divorce proceedings

if you would have to forfeit the payout

from your wife's death?

Unless you're trying to indemnify yourself,

make it seem like you didn't kill your wife for the money.

What's this?

"Victory Marcato, attorney-at-law".

This is the lawyer that made Morgan sign the NDA.

I'm gonna call her.

The number you have reached is not in service.

That's... not great.

You think it says Hildebrand on the building?

Uh... it's this one.

I think this is it.

Or it was.

The notice is dated today, Rome.

What did they do to her?

Scott?

- Scott? - Hey.

She's gone.

Morgan, the Wards' old nanny... she's gone.

What? What... What time... Who's gone?

Morgan.

And now her phone's been disconnected,

the building that she lives in has been condemned.

It's like she just vanished.

Okay, just... just hold on, hold on.

Just slow down.

She didn't answer her phone. Maybe her voicemail is full.

No, her voicemail isn't full.

It got disconnected, no longer in service.

What if whoever's watching her saw that we met up

and they got to her?

Okay, or maybe no one's watching and she's just paranoid.

I found surveillance cameras in the apartment today.

She wasn't being paranoid.

Okay.

I want you to file a missing-persons report.

Dude, you can't file a missing-persons report after a few hours.

Look, maybe... maybe she lost her phone

and she disconnected it on purpose, or maybe...

- No. - ... maybe the building was already

set for demolition and she moved.

No. I think she knows something about Allie's death.

Okay, look, if this involves Allie's death,

don't get involved.

Don't go poking around where you don't need to.

And what about Morgan?

Okay, I can set up an alert in our system

to see if anything comes up for her name,

but without concrete evidence that something happened to her,

that's all I can do.

If I do that, will you drop this?

Drop this?

Someone who got too close to the Greybournes

might be in danger, which means I might be in danger.

Are you getting too close to the Greybournes?

You end up having red or white with dinner last night?

What?

What, are you gonna go back there tonight?

Yeah.

I feel safer there.

Hey. What's up? We came as soon as you texted.

Hey.

Alex normally loves Sunday morning drinks,

but someone's in a mood.

James blew me off.

We were supposed to meet up last night, but he ghosted.

He said he was working. Maybe he got held up.

Where? In an outer borough somewhere

with no texting capabilities?

We in witness protection?

I just found out that the Greybournes

spy on their employees.

I found cameras all over Matthew's apartment.

Okay. We're gonna need beers

if we're gonna have the nanny-cam talk.

It's a hazard of the trade.

We all deal with it.

No. This wasn't just like a camcorder in a teddy bear.

This was like government surveillance.

Maybe they just sprung for the fancy stuff.

I mean, they got big money.

When I got the job,

I met this nanny that said that even though

they treat you like family, you can't trust them.

Wise words.

No, I get that.

I'd be flipped out, too.

Anything we can do to help?

There you guys are.

Alex, I'm so sorry about last night.

No, God. I... I-I don't care.

- Totally fine. - No. No, no, it's... it's not.

I'm really, really sorry.

I-I was in the recording studio till late,

and then the Wi-Fi was spotty.

I just lost track of time. That... That's on me.

Maybe next time, find a landline or something

so everyone doesn't think you're dead.

Sure. Yeah. Of course.

But, uh, maybe we can reschedule,

I don't know, tonight?

Uh, yeah, maybe.

I'll check my cal and text you.

Want a morning beer?

Absolutely. Yeah. Please.

So, uh, what'd I miss?

Elena found high-tech surveillance equipment

in the Wards' apartment.

- No kidding. - Yep.

- Where? - In the smoke detectors.

Maybe Mr. Ward's in the CIA, huh?

Yeah, it's not funny.

Right. No, of course.

Yeah. Sorry. Read the room, James.

Geez. Thanks.

Uh, but what are you gonna do?

You know, it's the reality of the gig.

Wish we could spy on them.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

So what's the plan?

Hey.

Roman was gonna bring it up, but I was on my way.

He had Arturo rush it.

Uh, Arturo never rushes anything.

Thank you.

Sure.

I wanted to say I'm sorry for snapping at you

in the closet the other day.

It was...

just a sad reminder.

I get it, you know?

They're things, but they're more than that.

Thank you.

Miracles do happen. You called me back.

You screwed her over, didn't you?

Excuse me?

You were actively campaigning against her parole,

and now her hearing is postponed.

What?

Actively campaigning?

What's wrong with you, Elena?

She's our mom.

Okay, this is totally inappropriate.

She should have never called you and involved you.

I specifically said not to.

Why?

I'm the man of the house now and you treat me like a baby.

Teo, every choice I make, every decision

is because I care about you.

I'm trying to take care of you.

That is all I'm trying to do.

How are you taking care of me by locking me up in this hell hole?

You're just taking care of you.

Come on, man.

You know I love you.

I hope one day you'll understand that.

I don't think I'll ever understand.

Teo.

I gotta go.

Time limits.

Do you see your dad?

There's Dad.

Oh, hey, buddy.

Thanks for coming to help me at work today.

Can I hold the shovel?

Oh, you read my mind, because it is way too heavy for me.

- Thanks for bringing him. - You're welcome.

He should be proud.

Come on. Meet me up here.

Hello.

I want to thank everyone for coming here today.

My name is Otis Winthrop the Third.

I am the CEO of the rinky-dink organization

we call the Greybourne Corporation.

We are so proud to partner

with the Greybourne Preservation Fund,

represented here today by myself and my father,

Otis Winthrop the Second.

And now I can formally announce that our very own Matthew Ward

is coming in-house as his firm, Ward & Brickman,

become an official Greybourne subsidiary.

Please, give a warm welcome to my good friend,

my trusted colleague, and my... cousin-in-law?

Is that right?

Matthew Ward, everyone.

Thank you.

Good afternoon.

It's an honor to represent the Greybournes,

who are committed to bringing prosperity and opportunity

to every corner in New York City.

Thank you.

Wah!

Jasper, you did great!

Soon, you're gonna join the family business.

I, uh, I got a car waiting for us.

Oh, Jasper said he wanted to walk.

Oh, um, okay.

I'll, uh... I'll see you guys at home, then.

- See you, buddy. - Bye, Dad.

Okay. Let's go.

Dad?

Why is Daddy talking to Mommy's friend?

Mommy's friend?

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