"Gray Corporation controls all transportation here in Alterra. Evan has given all his employees time off. And with no one working, all transportation is naturally under lockdown. "Even if this whole thing blows up, they can only blame him for poor management. With his wealth, he can probably smooth over any complaints," Damien said.He looked away from Bianca's computer and added, "Get in touch with the chief and explain the situation here. Wait for his orders.""Yes, professor," Bianca and Horatio answered before leaving the small room.Damien twisted open a bottle of water and offered it to the dazed Beverly. She'd been sitting there silently for the past hour, likely shell-shocked."Have some water."Beverly took the bottle. She wanted to thank him, but she was unable to utter a word. Her lightheadedness and burning throat made her frown in discomfort.Suddenly, she felt her legs being lifted, and she looked up in surprise, meeting Damien's gentle gaze."The soles of your f
"Yes, sir!"The bodyguards fanned out, swarming toward Beverly's last-seen location.Beverly hadn't managed to get far when a strong gust of wind roared above her. A helicopter descended from the sky, its spotlight pinning her in place.One of the bodyguards shouted, "There she is!"A figure dropped from the helicopter, and strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. Together, they were lifted into the sky.A scream escaped her lips, but no sound came out. Still sick with a fever, she felt as if her throat had been scraped raw by sandpaper, the pain growing more intense.The helicopter slowly approached Evan's position.Beverly struggled instinctively, overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness. Her eyes met Evan's, which were filled with relief and love. He opened his arms toward her, his expression tender and overcome with emotion. But in her eyes, he was a nightmare come to life, and terror instantly consumed her.No!She continued screaming in her head, every p
"Would you like some chicken noodle soup?" Heather asked.Beverly didn't answer. She just stared at Heather, making the latter so unsettled that she eventually gave in. She ordered a maid to bring Beverly some soup and to take good care of her and then instructed the security guards to keep a close watch on every corner of the manor.Beverly sipped her soup slowly, her eyes sweeping over every surveillance camera in the room. After she finished, the cook cleared the dishes, and a maid helped her upstairs. As she did so, Beverly stealthily slid her hand into the maid's pocket and took her phone."Has Harry come back yet?""Mr. Harold is having his piano lesson right now. Would you like me to get him?" the maid asked."No need. I just didn't want him to disturb my rest. Stand guard at the door for me," Beverly said flatly.Naturally, the maid didn't disobey. She closed the door behind Beverly, then stood guard outside like a sentry. Since she looked too conspicuous, she didn't da
Beverly staggered back. The heels of her stilettos caught on the weeds, causing her to tip backward.The pain she expected never came. Instead, she fell into a warm embrace. Her eyes met Evan's panicked gaze. It was a look she'd never seen on his face before.Weary beyond measure, Beverly felt her reason slip away. Her poor night vision made the figure before her blend into the darkness. His chiseled features softened into a blur, his dark eyes reduced to black and white.The man of calm maturity seemed to be shrouded in a haze, and before her stood the radiant youth he'd once been. She felt as though she were seeing the Evan from a decade ago—unburdened by restraint, all bright confidence and boldness.That was the man who'd loved her enough to take her to his parents, Reynard Gray and Heather, and sworn he wouldn't marry anyone except her. And he'd done just that.Back then, her heart had brimmed with happiness.Chaotic footsteps rushed in. Heather threw her arms around Beverly
Horatio brought Timothy and Harold out, and the doctor explained that neither was seriously hurt.Evan pulled Beverly along with Harold and bid the others farewell.Noticing Timothy's lonely gaze fixed on the family of three disappearing in the distance, Damien ruffled the boy's hair."I'll do my best, Timmy."Timothy nodded. "Harry likes Millie's mom more. He's not nice to Ms. Sinclair at all. Not only does he always make her upset, but he won't let her be my mom either. That's so mean of him."But today Ms. Sinclair said I was a good boy, so I'll keep working harder to be even better. I won't make her mad, and I'll grow up to protect her. Then, she wouldn't want Harry anymore. She'll want me instead."His childish words brought a quiet smile to Damien's face.But he knew such a wish could never come true. Harold was Beverly's own flesh and blood, so no matter what mistakes he made, she would always love him, accept him, and help him. It was something that would never change.
When Beverly saw Evan suddenly appear, she was thrown into panic. She wasn't sure if he'd overheard her conversation with Damien.As for the photo? She'd never taken a picture with Damien before.She glanced at him and saw that his brows were faintly furrowed as he fixed his sharp gaze on the photo in Evan's hand. His unusual reaction made her wonder whether the photo could be real.She reached out and took it, her eyes widening in shock.Whether hacker or hacktivist, once her true identity was exposed, she would be in grave danger. That was why she'd completely erased her tracks after she was recruited by James and remained hidden at the base except when deployed on missions.And this photo was from when she was 20 years old, captured the moment she'd revealed herself while rescuing Damien.She remembered that was the only time she'd ever been caught on camera during an operation during those two years after she'd been recruited.Beverly's hand trembled as she turned the photo