Charlotte turned her gaze to the window. “You don’t need to explain. Whoever she is, I’m not interested.”

He responded with a quiet hum, as if he wanted to say more, but the metallic taste of blood rose in his mouth. Turning away, he covered his lips with a handkerchief and coughed.

Charlotte noticed, her brows knitting together, but she didn’t ask anything. Evander soon composed himself. “Where do you live? I’ll have Natalie drop you off on her way.”

“…That’s not necessary. I live nearby,” Charlotte replied, her eyes fixed on the handkerchief clenched in his hand before she looked away and

stepped out of the car.

Glancing back, she saw Evander watching her, a light, indifferent smile on

his face.

Charlotte pressed her lips together and walked off without another word.

Natalie climbed into the car, just in time to see Evander pulling out a few pills. She quickly handed him a bottle of water.

He swallowed the tablets and took a long drink.

Natalie hesitated, then said, “Mr. Howard, are you sure you don’t want to tell your wife about your condition?”

“There’s no need,” Evander replied, his gaze drifting to the window. His reflection in the glass was pale as paper. “Even if I died, she wouldn’t care. Telling her would only make things harder for myself.”

Natalie fell silent,

Charlotte returned to the hotel. Downstairs, she

hurried over the moment he saw her,

his knees.

help him up. “Mr.

why she went astray!” Tears welled up in Stevenson’s eyes. “It was greed–mine–that set all this in motion. Of the eight hundred thousand, there’s still seven hundred left; I haven’t touched a cent. I’ll return it all to

charges against my daughter. She’s only twenty–her whole life is

kneel, begging for his daughter’s sake and throwing aside his

some ways, he really was a

but bribing someone to orchestrate a car accident–that’s a crime, even if she

lost

she has to answer for her choices. If you truly care about

“Mr. Donovan, your daughter was an accomplice, not the mastermind. Even if she’s convicted, it’ll

shifted, “You

you really think the person behind all this will let her go? Would you rather bury your

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Stevenson fell silent.

long after, he left the hotel with his suitcase in tow, looking as if

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