The Broker’s daughter, whose beauty and gentle poise hid a cold, calculating hunger for power. She sees affection only as leverage. Met her end consumed by her own schemes, leaving behind nothing but whispered cautions of trusting a charming smile.

Jia was a flawless mask crafted by ambition and sharpened by privilege, born into the careful schemes of The Broker and taught from her earliest days that love, loyalty, and even family were currencies to be spent. Her laughter was practiced, her sympathy calculated — each gentle touch merely another move in a game where only leverage truly mattered.

 
She perfected these deceptions with chilling artistry, ultimately weaving her most audacious plot around Connor. A carefully staged marriage, complete with elaborate rituals and tender vows, concealed the truth: it was almost entirely carried out through a body double while Jia herself maneuvered from the shadows, orchestrating events to further her father’s designs and secure her own position.

 
When her lies unraveled and the truth of her duplicity came to light, Jia paid the price. She died as she lived — grasping for control until her last breath, unable to see any world beyond her own selfish hungers. Now only whispered tales of her ambition remain, spoken with a mix of disdain and uneasy admiration by those who watched her dance so close to power, only to be swallowed by it in the end.