Chapter 170

No.1

"Enough!" Evan shouted. "I was undercover! This company is shady—I was getting an exclusive story! You're ruining my scoop! This has nothing to do with Evelyn Sinclair!"

He turned to his family. "Do you want me to share my career-making exclusive with her?"

The Wells family fell silent.

Then Triad's phone rang.

"Stand down. She's already safe," Triad Hyde sighed. "She's more capable than we thought."

He'd hoped to earn her favor, but she'd escaped on her own.

......

No.2

"Stop here," Evelyn said, gazing out the window.

She hadn't expected Alexander Kingsley to come, let alone get information from Triad Hyde.

Alexander admitted he'd planted listening devices in Triad's sofa.

"Triad's dangerous. Be careful," he told her.

Evelyn smiled faintly. "I will."

The only person she'd ever let her guard down for was him.

The price had been devastating enough to last a lifetime.

No.3

Watching Evelyn enter Horizon Media's building, Alexander instructed Nathan Carter:

"PetStar's about to collapse. Prepare accordingly."

Nathan hesitated. "Short or long position?"

"Neither." Alexander's voice was calm. "Whatever Evelyn does, we amplify it from behind."

Nathan froze.

This was the first time Alexander had acted without financial motive.

"Keep it quiet. Kingsley Group stays out of it," Alexander added.

No.4

Nathan frowned.

If Evelyn wouldn't know, what was the point?

Alexander smiled bitterly. "If she knew... she'd refuse..."

Once she'd craved his kindness, and he'd withheld it.

Now he wanted to give it, but she no longer wanted it...

......

"How did she return alone?" Penelope Pope gasped.

No.5

Melissa Lee got the update immediately. "Only Evan Wells was found there."

She made a snap decision. "Contact the Wells family. Tell them Evelyn's spreading rumors about being pregnant with Evan's child!"

No one understood rumor-mongering better than them.

Even without evidence, they'd manufacture a scandal.

Who knew? They might uncover something real...

Julian Ashford's office door was flung open violently.

Evelyn Sinclair had barely settled in her seat for ten minutes when summoned. The man's face was stormy, his long fingers drumming an impatient rhythm on the desk.

No.6

"Are my words just wind in your ears?" His voice could freeze hell.

Evelyn's lashes fluttered, recalling his previous warning.

"I took all my medication on time," she murmured in defense.

"Field assignments?" Julian's gaze sharpened like blades. "I said one more fainting episode and you're transferred."

"But I didn't faint this time..." She fiddled with her sleeve hem.

"Speak up." His voice cracked like a whip.

Evelyn fell silent, adopting a penitent posture that softened Julian's heart momentarily - a glimpse of the mischievous girl he once knew.

No.7

His expression hardened again. "What were you doing with Evan Wells?"

"Eloping." She batted her lashes, voice dripping honey.

Julian grabbed his mouse before slamming it down, temple vein throbbing. "Proper answer!"

"Investigating a company." Evelyn suddenly turned serious. "Julian, if Financial Department breaches contract by exposing clients, do we face penalties?"

His eyebrow arched. "What did you find?"

"Want it?" Her eyes gleamed fox-like. "Otherwise I'll sell elsewhere."

Julian massaged his temples. "Out with it!"