Alexander Vance noted the address and replied: ["Apologies for the disturbance."]

He needed to bring a doctor to check on his grandmother tonight. Otherwise, he wouldn't feel at ease.

"Iron-Deficient" did not reply again.

She seemed to dislike pleasantries.

Alexander quietly noted this habit of hers.

"Mr. Vance, chatting with Mrs. Vance?"

Someone teased him from the side. "You look so happy."

The smile vanished from Alexander's lips.

He put away his phone and looked at the speaker.

Since he took over the Vance Group, Mrs. Vance had never made a public appearance. Some had begun to doubt the marriage's authenticity.

He did not deny it.

The man took his silence as confirmation and fawned, "Mr. Vance is so devoted. That head chef was so beautiful, yet you didn't even glance her way. A true model husband!"

Others chimed in. "We're all curious about what Mrs. Vance is like, to have won you over... Mrs. Eleanor must be very pleased with her granddaughter-in-law?"

Everyone knew Alexander had a cold relationship with the Vance family. He only cared about Mrs. Eleanor.

Alexander lowered his gaze, his voice flat. "Grandmother likes her very much."

Outside the door.

Evelyn Ross was waiting idly when she heard a familiar voice.

"Evelyn Ross!"

She turned and met a handsome but grim face.

Julian Evans wore a black suit. His usually gentle expression was now icy. "I knew you'd be here."

Evelyn pressed her lips together.

In university, she was always alone.

Julian was warm and sunny. He stuck by her side. He was her only friend.

Their relationship was now awkward.

She hesitated. "Is something wrong?"

Julian sneered. "Isabella told me everything. Why did you hide it from me? I despise mistresses and love children the most. Yet I chased you for four years like a fool. Was it fun?"

A sharp pain shot through Evelyn's heart...

She never understood why Julian, who promised a surprise at graduation, proposed to Isabella instead.

So that was why.

His family was troubled. He had a love child for a sister.

Isabella merely revealed her identity and easily destroyed their four-year bond.

Evelyn took a step back, creating distance.

Julian closed in and demanded, "Don't you have anything to explain?"

Explain what?

Explain why she was a love child? Why she was born into the Lowell family?

Evelyn smirked mockingly. "No."

She turned to leave.

Since he looked down on her origins, then so be it if they couldn't be friends.

Her resolute attitude irritated Julian. Seeing her about to leave, a panic seized him. He grabbed her arm. "You can't leave!"

Evelyn looked back. "Is there anything else?"

Julian's face darkened, finding her cold and heartless.

Anger mixed with grievance welled up inside him.

He was the one who let go first. Why did it feel like he was being abandoned?

He mocked, "You're still working part-time here? Haven't found a job? Why not be my personal assistant?"

Evelyn shook him off and refused coldly. "I can't do that."

Julian persisted. "You won't have to do much. I have an apartment near the company. You can live there and take care of my daily needs. A monthly salary of five thousand USD. Is that enough?"

Evelyn's eyes turned icy. "You want me to be your mistress?"

Julian scoffed. "You must be good at that. Your mother was a mistress. You learned from the best. It's in your blood. I trust you're professional..."

Slap!

Evelyn slapped him across the face. "Julian Evans, that's enough!"

Julian touched his stinging cheek and反而 laughed. His eyes were obsessive and sinister.

"Evelyn Ross, mark my words. If I don't want you, no one in San Francisco will dare to have you! You won't find a job or a husband. You'll end up as a plaything. Since that's the case, why not choose me? At least, for old times' sake, I'll be gentle..."

"I'll give you time to think it over. Come find me when you've made up your mind. You have my number."

Julian finished and strode away.

Evelyn smiled bitterly at herself.

She turned around and saw Alexander Vance standing at the private room's entrance.

...

Alexander disliked socializing. He found an excuse to leave with Thomas Watson. He didn't expect to witness the scene in the hallway just after stepping out.

His gaze was deep, unreadable.

Thomas Watson clicked his tongue at Evelyn. "So this is why you didn't get a stable job after graduation? You've been doing part-time work? Julian Evans forced you into this?"

Evelyn: ?

Thomas sighed. "So pestering the boss was your last resort? No one in San Francisco dares to cross the Vance family..."

"......"

Evelyn narrowed her peach-blossom eyes. She didn't refute it.

Two days had passed. This was the first time they were speaking calmly!

Thomas felt sympathetic. "Boss, help her out? She's quite pitiful."

Evelyn saw a glimmer of hope.

Yes, yes, yes... Help the poor girl. Just go to City Hall and finalize the divorce! The company is waiting to go public!

But then she heard Alexander's cold voice. "Why should I upset Julian Evans for someone insignificant?"

He walked past Evelyn with long strides.

Pitiful?

The girl pretended to be docile, but her eyes held cunning and delight. Where was the pity? She was downright hateful!

Besides, she managed to get his itinerary. That showed she was shrewd and resourceful!

The hallway fell quiet.

Evelyn stood still, thinking Alexander was cold-blooded and heartless!

...Forget it. What that "grandson" said was right. She shouldn't waste her anger on people.

Evelyn left the building. She rode her scooter slowly home.

There was an elderly person at home. She couldn't stay out too long. She would find him again tomorrow.

Evening.

Alexander got off work on time and arrived at the old residential area in the suburbs.

Carrying a fruit basket, he found the unit according to the WhatsApp address and knocked.

His grandmother's familiar voice came from inside. "Coming, coming~"