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Eva nodded her head after she heard Gwen. It's no surprise if both Gwen and Ella ask each other for help since the two of them are dealing with two supermodels.Nathalia's phone started ringing again. “I hope I'm not in trouble this time." She muttered to herself.“Pick it up and let's start going." Gwen told her with a lazy expression on her face.Nathalia had barely pressed the call button when her manager’s voice erupted through the phone, scolding her loudly enough that Eva could hear it from across the room. Wincing, Nathalia held the phone away from her ear, grimacing as she listened to the endless tirade.With a resigned sigh, Nathalia casted Eva an apologetic look. “Eva I really want to stay but we have to leave now." " It's okay, I understand. You both stay safe.” She smiled reassuringly at Nathalia before turning her gaze to Gwen. " Take care of her.” She told her who rolled her eyes." You should take care of yourself more. Nathalia is in my care so don't worry. Apart from

Her next call was to her grandfather, who picked up on the second ring. “Grandfather, I can explain—”“Eva, I already know everything,” Cutting her off, came the calm, no-nonsense reply from George. His voice held an edge of both relief and mild rebuke. Two weeks ago, when he heard of her abduction, he had barely begun mobilizing his resources to find out where his granddaughter was when Damien had reached out to and sent them the location of where Eva was being held. Before he knew it, Damien had her out of danger and safely in a hospital room. The young man’s efficiency had impressed even him.“Young lady, there is only one thing left for you to do as at this point.” George's serious voice made Eva raise her brow, wondering what he wanted to say.“Is there?" Eva asked. Who was she kidding? She knew there was going to be more with George.“You are no longer allowed to take public transportation, nor will you be returning to your previous apartment when you return back to Miami.” He s

Eva gulped. Goodness! She was a grown woman and she is still acting like this. She never felt this nervous when she was with Mark. Lord knows how she would have to tell her grandfather that she and Damien are married. The old man might actually tie her down.“Um….A friend?“A friend? Excellent!” He replied with feigned ignorance, savoring his granddaughter’s awkwardness. “Your friend will get the chance to meet a very influential and prominent figure like me. How is that a problem?”Eva sighed, shaking her head at his persistence. “It’s not exactly a ‘friend’… but, anyway, it’s not—”“Oh, in that case, there is no problem with going there. I’ll be sure to introduce myself.” He said smoothly, giving her no chance to refuse. He clearly understood who she meant, and the thought amused him more than anything else. It was so amusing to hear her panic and struggle, especially with her stoic and rigid personality. Who knew this granddaughter can also get flustered like other women her age?J

Eva swallowed, the memory of the last time they’d tried to drag her back surfacing in her mind. The invitation had begun as a polite request to “talk things over,” but gradually, the meeting had grown sinister, their words laced with veiled threats. Only the intervention of her grandpa’s guards had prevented it from escalating further.“Alright,” She replied softly. “I understand.”“If you see anything unusual, anything at all, no matter how minor it is, I want you to contact me or Brian immediately. Is that clear?”“Yes, Grandpa,” She answered, though her thoughts drifted. If they truly did come for her, she would have to face a dilemma. She could fight thugs and mercenaries, but attacking a soldier simply following orders was a line she couldn’t cross. She remembered the camaraderie she had shared with her fellow soldiers, they had been like family. Hurting one of them went against everything she believed in. And even if she tried, she knew that harming an officer was no small thin

Eva met his gaze, her breath catching as she took in the intense warmth in his dark eyes. His look held something deeper than admiration, there was a fierce devotion there, an affection so steady it made her heart skip a beat. She barely registered that her fingers had moved to gently smooth the dark circles beneath his eyes.“You’ve got dark circles,” she murmured, her tone softening as her fingers traced lightly over his cheek. The position was starting to strain, so she shifted to face him, but he released her the moment she turned.Eva frowned, surprised and a little stung by the sudden distance. Was he uncomfortable looking at her? Did he not want to be this close? But why? Was her hollow face too hard to look at? Was it because he didn't want to directly touch her hair or—Her thoughts spiraled until—“Ow!” She winced, clutching her forehead as he flicked her gently.“You’re overthinking again,” he teased, an amused smile tugging at his lips. “Stop being dramatic, I barely used a