A big man, crying like a child.
Wailing.
Evan was a bit disgusted.
But thinking about how he had lost his loved ones, he understood.
He handed him a tissue.
After a while, he calmed down a bit.
He wiped his face and looked up at Evan, “You didn’t really set a trap for me, did you?”
Evan shook his head, “Your father was a good man, we wouldn’t deceive you.”
The dean’s son nodded, “I understand.”
As he was about to leave, Elijah stopped him, “I heard you work in Washington, I happen to know your boss, once you settle your father’s affairs, going back to work will get you a promotion.”
The dean’s son’s eyes widened in shock.
He had been working in the company for many years.
And never had a chance for a promotion.
Unexpectedly…
“Thank you for that.”
The dean’s son was very happy.
Advancement in work, and a raise in salary.
But…
He began to doubt, “Are you promoting me out of guilt?”
Evan, “…”
Elijah said, “If you doubt it, you don’t have to accept it.”
He was getting impatient.
He got up to leave.
Communicating with such a person was really difficult.
Evan also felt helpless.
He didn’t know how to describe him.
“The help you’re receiving is just to save face for your father, you should know, without your father, Freya wouldn’t be in the dean’s position. Don’t you think we should show appreciation?” Evan patted his shoulder, “If we were truly bad people, and your father really did kill Freya due to a failed surgery, we wouldn’t have let you linger and waste time here with us, would we?”
The dean’s son shivered.
Could they really dare to kill someone?
Evan’s eyes turned cold, sharp and uncompromising, “Do you want to try?”
The dean’s son quickly shook his head, “No, I don’t.”
“Go back and pay close attention to the case,” Evan said.
The dean’s son nodded.
Finally, he began to believe Evan a little.
If there was anything fishy inside.
He wouldn’t let his guard down and pay close attention to the case.
As he reached the door, he asked, “About the promotion…”
“Don’t worry,” Evan said, “Mr. Silverton is not really angry.”
The dean’s son nodded like a garlic crusher, “Hmm.”
Evan saw him off.
***
In the hotel.
Tyler asked, “When are we going back?”
Luna replied, “After Freya’s matter is settled.”
The case was not closed yet, and she was worried.
“Do you want to go back?” Luna sat beside him, “Or should I go first?”
Tyler paused, looking at her with unwavering eyes.
“Are you trying to push me away on purpose?”
Luna frowned, “What do you mean?”
Tyler shook his head, “Nothing.”
He got up, turning his back to her, “You’re pregnant, alone here, how can I rest assured? I’ll stay with you.”
Luna felt his words had a hidden meaning just now.
Her mood sank, she got up and went into the bedroom.
Darkness fell heavily, Tyler went to the bedroom.
He lay behind her, putting his arm around her waist, gently stroking her belly, “I’m sorry.”
Luna kept her eyes open, but didn’t respond.
“I’m afraid you’ll meet the man who got you pregnant in this place and let you…”
Luna suddenly turned around.
Her movements were quick.
Tyler whispered, “What are you doing? You’re pregnant! Don’t you know?”
Luna was unmoved.
She just stared at him intently, “Do you know, don’t you?”