Chapter 4

I heard footsteps approaching, growing louder with each step. Then, Rosie’s voice floated over.

“Honey, your things are in the guest room. There’s no need for you to rest in the master bedroom…”

When she stepped inside and saw the state of the room, her eyes went wide with surprise as though she had no idea what Tyler had done.

Her gaze flickered briefly to where our engagement photo used to hang, and a flash of awkwardness crossed her face. However, she quickly recovered and said with deep affection, “Honey, this was all Tyler’s idea. I only went along because he’s now recognized as the inventor of the research project. That’s why…”

As she went on, her voice grew quieter and quieter under my calm, unflinching stare.

I let out a cold laugh and casually gestured toward the bed.

“And what about those? Were those your ideas too?”

Rosie’s face went pale, then turned red with anger.

“Evan, I really didn’t know about this!

“I’ve been running myself ragged for the company. I gave Tyler a key, but I didn’t pay attention to what he was doing.

“If you’re not okay with this, I’ll have him move out right now!”

“No need.”

I noticed the bright red love bite on the back of her neck and cut her off sharply.

I walked to the guest room. My belongings were piled haphazardly in a corner. Some important documents had been tossed carelessly on the floor and were smudged with dirty footprints.

Rosie trailed behind me, and Tyler strolled leisurely after her.

Seeing the mess in the guest room, a smug look flashed across Tyler’s eyes. He then turned to Rosie with an apologetic smile as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

“Sorry, Rosie. I’m no good at keeping things tidy. That’s why Evan’s stuff ended up like this.

“I grew up in a small town. I’ve never even seen half this stuff before. I honestly didn’t know how to handle it.”

Rosie’s expression softened when she heard his words. She cradled his face and comforted him gently.

“It’s okay. I’ll buy you whatever you need in a couple of days. Evan’s a kind person. He doesn’t mind, right?”

Her words carried a veiled threat.

I could only laugh as I looked at the scattered documents. Many of them were important business materials for Nelson Corporation.

I stepped toward the door and calmly closed it as I caught Rosie’s wary gaze.

Then, I pulled out my phone and checked the recording. Perfect! Everything had been captured.

I could not rip off the mask just yet. Untangling the web of interests between the Nelsons and my family, the Quinns, would take time.

I also needed to warn my parents and make sure the tragedy of my previous life never repeated itself.

My phone lit up with a video call from Rosie at two in the morning.

I turned on the screen recording function before answering. The screen immediately filled with bare, flushed skin and Rosie’s breathless moans. What they were doing did not need explaining.

Tyler’s teasing voice rang out.

“Rosie, isn’t this exciting? Your future husband’s right next door. If you scream louder, he might hear everything.”

“You little devil! Be gentler! So what if he hears? He loves me so much. He won’t say a word even if he finds out.”

“You’re amazing, Rosie. You even got him to agree to take the fall for you. But when he’s out of prison, are you really going to marry him? What about me?”

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll handle him. Once he’s locked up, I’ll be the one calling the shots out here. And hey! Be careful with the baby!”

“Heh, I knew you’d take care of me, Rosie. Don’t worry, our baby is fine.”

Perhaps their movements got too intense, as Rosie’s phone slipped off the bed and landed on the floor. The screen went black, but the lewd noises continued.

After recording the key parts, I hung up without hesitation.

I compiled the evidence into a document and sent it to my parents to prepare them for what was coming. Once I finished explaining everything to them, I picked up a worn business card and dialed the number on it.

“Jasmine, it’s Evan Quinn. There’s something I’d like to discuss. Let’s meet in person…”