Chapter 733

No.1

His already angular jawline looked even more pronounced. Those phoenix eyes inherited from Eleanor Kingsley appeared sharper against his gaunt features.

Evelyn averted her gaze and slid into the seat without a word.

"Father assigned me to handle this," Alexander's voice came from beside her. "The person responsible for leaking the photos has been dealt with."

"Thank you." Her reply was curt and distant.

Silence filled the car.

Evelyn watched the scenery blur past the window, memories surfacing.

She used to chatter endlessly, terrified of awkward pauses. Now, she preferred the quiet.

No.2

"When do you get paid?"

Alexander's sudden question shattered the stillness.

Evelyn turned to see him holding out a black card.

"Transfer half your salary here."

She laughed softly. "Is Lord Alex short on cash?"

"Fine." She took the card. "If you dare accept it, I'll dare send it."

These were the exact words she'd tossed at him carelessly outside Vincent Sullivan's home. She hadn't expected him to remember.

No.3

As she moved to tuck the card into her purse, a strong hand shoved her against the seat.

Alexander loomed over her, fury burning in his eyes.

"Is this how you speak to people now?" His voice dropped dangerously low. "Answer me, Evelyn!"

Trapped beneath him, she had no choice but to meet his gaze.

Those eyes she'd once adored now blazed with anger.

"Who are you putting on this act for?" He ground out between clenched teeth. "Is this how the Kingsleys raised you?"

Evelyn turned her face away.

No.4

So he didn't like being ignored either.

"The Kingsleys never wronged me," she said quietly.

She would always remember the family's kindness. But Alexander's wounds ran just as deep.

"Those photos the executive had," she met his eyes squarely, "where did they come from?"

Sunlight streamed through the window, drawing a bright line between them.

Alexander Kingsley's pupils constricted violently.

Evelyn Sinclair's voice was feather-light. "When did he come to Kingsbury? What's his connection to Autumn Detail and Sands Capital?"

No.5

His silence made her lips curl into a bitter smile. "You just drove him away... What a satisfying explanation."

"He worked at Autumn Detail..." Alexander's tone weakened noticeably when mentioning her parents. "That's how he got those photos."

"He only stayed three months!" Evelyn's voice suddenly sharpened. "He resigned a year before my parents' accident. Where did those photos come from? You'd believe anything he says?"

Of course. It wasn't his loved ones who died. His family wasn't destroyed.

She should be grateful he even offered an explanation...

"So," Alexander spoke abruptly, "you suspect someone deliberately gave him those photos and sold them to Horizon? They knew you'd see them?"

His piercing gaze seemed to bore into her soul. "You know who it is?"

No.6

Evelyn knew Alexander was brilliant.

With just a few clues, he'd pieced everything together.

Yet he refused to follow the trail further.

When all it would take was his willingness...

Never mind.

Evelyn suddenly felt liberated. They were already broken up. What more could she expect?

"I don't know." She flashed a perfectly crafted fake smile.

No.7

Because she had no proof.

If Alexander wouldn't investigate, she couldn't touch the culprit.

But she never expected this dismissive smile would ignite the powder keg.

Dominating. Unyielding. Leaving no room for refusal.

Evelyn froze in shock.

His kiss was urgent and savage, as if trying to consume her whole.