Alexander Vance's gaze was sharp as a blade.

The people getting out of the car froze instantly.

Evelyn Ross held Chloe tightly, lowering her eyes in silence.

Zack Davis turned pale with fear.

Two rows of black-clad bodyguards stood behind Alexander, their imposing presence threatening to detain them all.

Was this revenge?

Or had he developed a taste for it and come back for Grace?

He swallowed nervously and looked at his mother.

Mrs. Davis took a step back and shoved Evelyn forward.

"Mr. Vance, she planned everything last night. It had nothing to do with us..."

Alexander frowned slightly.

Zack nodded hurriedly. "Yes, yes, it was all her idea..."

Before he could finish, Alexander strode over.

Zack's legs went weak.

The bodyguards surrounded the car, blocking all escape routes.

There was nowhere to run.

Just as Zack looked utterly defeated, Alexander stopped in front of Evelyn.

He stared deeply at her, his eyes tracing every feature of her face.

Evelyn pressed her lips together.

She wasn't sure if Alexander would recognize her.

After washing off the iodine, she had deliberately used concealer to cover her tear mole.

Zack and his mother hadn't noticed anything unusual yet...

Evelyn deliberately showed a nervous expression, holding Chloe tighter.

Chloe immediately cried out, "Mommy, I'm scared!"

Evelyn patted her gently. "Don't be afraid, Mommy's here..."

Her eyes were full of grievance and timidity, with a hint of shyness, perfectly portraying the panic after a one-night stand.

On the way back, she had already planned her response.

Alexander would definitely investigate after waking up.

But Grace's identity was flawless.

The deeper he looked, the more he would believe she was Grace.

Alexander's eyes showed hesitation as he clenched his fingers. "Are you... Grace?"

The pronunciation of "Ge" and "Grace" was distinct.

Evelyn was sure he said "Grace" and nodded slightly.

She bit her lip, not daring to look directly at him. "Mr. Vance, is there something you need?"

The air instantly froze.

Alexander continued to stare at her.

He studied that face carefully, as if looking at her, yet also seeing someone else through her...

After a long moment, he suddenly looked away. "Sorry, I mistook you for someone else."

Evelyn quickly waved her hands. "No, it's fine..."

She played the part of a timid housewife to perfection.

Alexander lowered his eyes.

He suddenly spoke. "You're really not her."

He turned and ordered, "Let's go home."

Evelyn secretly sighed in relief.

Alexander left those two words, turned, and got into the car.

The door of the black extended Bentley slowly closed.

The window suddenly rolled down, revealing Alexander's cold profile. "Last night..."

Evelyn hurriedly explained, "Last night was a misunderstanding... I went to the wrong room... I'm sorry!"

Alexander's eyes turned icy.

He gave a slight nod and raised the window.

The motorcade slowly drove away.

It wasn't until the last bodyguard disappeared around the corner that Zack and his mother snapped out of it.

Zack had been scared out of his wits, regretting his boldness from the day before.

He had actually dared to scheme against Alexander Vance!

But since the other party had left so casually, he felt dissatisfied again.

"Mr. Vance mentioned last night. Why didn't you ask for something?"

Mrs. Davis sneered. "Did you really just sleep with him for free? Even prostitutes know to ask for money. What about you?"

Evelyn's eyes turned cold.

She was about to retort but suddenly remembered Alexander might still be nearby.

Her words changed to, "I... I was too scared... Weren't you scared? Mr. Vance just now seemed like he wanted to kill someone... How dare you scheme against him?"

Zack was speechless.

He coughed twice. "Useless thing! You can't even seize an opportunity when you've finally made a connection! No wonder you ruined the company!"

Mrs. Davis wondered, "Son, what did Mr. Vance mean exactly?"

Zack frowned. "He got here before us, so he must care... But then he didn't say anything just now..."

Mrs. Davis glared at Evelyn. "It's all this useless waste's fault! Can't even give me a grandson, can't even handle PR properly. Truly useless!"

The two of them grumbled as they entered the house.

Evelyn followed behind, suddenly turning to look in the direction Alexander had left.

A dark glint flashed in her eyes.

...

The black Bentley drove out of the villa area.

Thomas Watson sat in the passenger seat, still shaken.

He secretly glanced at his boss in the back seat.

"Boss, Grace and Miss Evelyn look so similar! They're practically identical except for the tear mole! How can two people look so alike? Are they twins?"

Alexander suddenly spoke. "Stop the car."

The car pulled over.

Alexander looked back toward the villa area.

After a long moment, he said in a deep voice, "Send someone to keep an eye on the Nan family."

Thomas blinked. "Boss, why are you watching them? Is it because... your virtue was tainted by Grace, and you want revenge?"

Alexander gave him a cold glance.

Thomas immediately shut up.

After a while, Alexander spoke. "Let's go."

Thomas asked, "Back to San Francisco?"

"No."

Alexander looked out the window. "The main branch has been spreading rumors that I'm incapable of leading the Vance Group into New York. Let them see that the New York market is something I didn't want, not something I couldn't have!"

Thomas was confused. "But boss, you didn't say that before..."

His boss had dominated overseas. How could he not conquer New York?

When the main branch spread rumors, he had been furious and wanted to volunteer to expand the market, but the boss refused.

He said not to care about others' opinions.

Why did he care now?

And he was going to handle it personally?

This was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut!

As he thought this, he met Alexander's cold eyes and quickly nodded. "Yes, boss."

"Find a place to stay first."

Thomas sighed.

The Ye family was based in New York. They had never owned property here.

The boss's decision was too sudden.

He asked tentatively："How long are we staying?"

Alexander's answer stunned him. "We won't be leaving for the short term."

Thomas: ?