Chapter 586

No.1

Alexander checked the time. "It's too late."

"I need to finish work. And deal with Roman."

Tonight's events had shaken the young man.

Yet Evelyn found his sudden appearance... intriguing.

...

Roman was unharmed.

But when brought before Evelyn, he was visibly rattled.

She smiled faintly. "Where's the courage you showed stopping my car?"

No.2

He stared blankly before blurting, "Why are you still working here?"

With Alexander Kingsley and Julian Ashford fighting over her—someone of her status shouldn't endure Horizon Media's hardships.

"And you?" Evelyn finished her files before countering, "Top university graduate. Why tolerate abuse here?"

Silence.

Her smile deepened.

"Guess we both have our reasons."

She stood to leave.

Roman suddenly called out, "Aren't you afraid I'll talk?"

No.3

Clearly she wanted her ties to Alexander secret.

"Will you?"

He shook his head vehemently.

Loose lips could be fatal.

His thoughts were transparent.

Evelyn chuckled. "Relax. I know you won't."

Roman nodded dumbly. "I won't tell."

"Then why return tonight?"

No.4

"To work on... a proposal." He fidgeted.

"What proposal?"

After a pause, comprehension dawned.

"This one." He lunged for his computer, fumbling with the power button. "It's slow—maybe I should just leave it running—"

"No rush." Evelyn sat back down.

Watching his nervous eagerness, she reconsidered: The department had misjudged him.

This was patience and calculation personified.

The proposal confirmed his talent.

No.5

"Xavier Stapleton doesn't know?"

Roman shook his head.

"Who were you submitting it to?"

"The board meeting... day after tomorrow." His voice trembled. "Someone from another department promised to deliver it."

"Trustworthy?"

Roman looked down. "No other options."

Evelyn nodded. "Then why come back tonight?"

His breath hitched.

No.6

Her clear gaze seemed to pierce through him.

"Just... wanted to check." He avoided her eyes.

She didn't press further, opening her mouth to speak when—

Ethan Miller burst in like a scorned spouse. "Mrs. Kingsley, do you know what time it is?"

"Mrs. Kingsley, Lord Alex is extremely busy. As his wife, you should be more considerate instead of causing him trouble."

Ethan Miller couldn't help lecturing the moment they stepped out of Horizon Media's glass doors.

Evelyn Sinclair abruptly stopped and turned to glare at him.

Ethan looked baffled. "What?"

No.7

"Mr. Miller," Evelyn's lips curved into a cold smile. "My private matters with Alexander Kingsley are none of your business."

She spun on her heel and walked away, her stilettos clicking sharply against the marble floor.

Ethan stood frozen, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

Clenching his fists, he moved to follow her—only for Evelyn to suddenly glance back.

"Know your place," she said icily. "A mere assistant has no right meddling in his employer's personal affairs."

Ethan trembled with rage.