Chapter 591
No.1
He seemed not to notice her.
"Let's go," Evelyn said.
Nathan rolled down the window, offering a polite smile.
Alexander hadn't come. Even the annoying Ethan was absent. Sending Nathan was overkill.
"Madam, your car." Nathan opened the door.
Evelyn glanced at Roman.
"Another vehicle for the gentleman." Nathan signaled a discreet sedan.
No.2
Roman looked to Evelyn helplessly.
"It's fine." She reassured him. "Prepare well. What's yours will return."
Roman stilled.
Her quiet words held inexplicable power. He nodded solemnly. "Thank you. I will."
Betrayal and humiliation had been his constant companions.
Evelyn was the first light in his darkness.
As their car pulled away, Evelyn noticed Julian's vehicle hadn't moved.
No.3
The interior was completely veiled in smoke.
"You're always so gentle with your colleagues, Madam Evelyn." Nathan Carter's voice carried amusement, yet it made Evelyn Sinclair's fingertips tremble slightly.
She heard the unspoken implication.
Nathan's compliment was actually a veiled jab—she treated everyone with warmth except Alexander Kingsley, who received only her icy indifference.
Evelyn lowered her gaze without responding.
She hadn't even asked about Alexander's schedule tonight.
Nathan, like Ethan Miller, was one of Alexander's most loyal devotees. No matter how respectful they appeared on the surface, their underlying disdain for her never changed.
No.4
In their eyes, Lord Alex should remain aloof, treating her with contempt.
Now that he'd lowered himself to pursue her, she was the ungrateful one...
Evelyn closed her eyes briefly.
The words she'd said to Ethan couldn't be repeated to Nathan. This man was meticulous—she couldn't find fault in his actions.
Alexander wouldn't come himself, so he sent Nathan to torment her...
That faint guilt she'd felt evaporated instantly.
Had she begged him to send anyone?
No.5
A few bodyguards could have handled this. Instead, he dispatched his right-hand man.
This "generous gift" was more than she could bear.
"Lord Alex, Madam Evelyn has returned home safely." Nathan arrived at Kingsley Group just as Alexander finished a meeting and was having dinner.
Two simple dishes and soup. He ate with his left hand.
His right was in a splint.
No need for pretense here—only in front of Evelyn.
Nathan glanced at the injured hand and sighed inwardly.
No.6
Now he understood why Ethan always lost his temper.
Alexander hiding his injury was one thing, but if Evelyn cared even slightly, how could she not notice?
The warmth in her voice when speaking to colleagues today was something Nathan had rarely heard her use with Alexander...
Even he, not just Ethan, felt Alexander deserved better.
The Sinclair family had saved Alexander, true, but the Kingsleys had repaid that debt tenfold. If this was just about gratitude, why sacrifice himself?
Suppressing his frustration, Nathan still gave a detailed report on Evelyn's activities.
Finally, he hesitated. "Madam Evelyn... said nothing."
No.7
Alexander set down his chopsticks.
His gaze remained frosty.
"Do you know why I replaced Ethan?"
Nathan's back stiffened.
"I overstepped," he immediately conceded.
No matter his feelings, those words shouldn't have come from him.
"Demotion by one rank." Alexander wiped his mouth. "A light punishment."