The passage Tessa used to leave led to the underground parking lot. Evelyn found a shortcut and entered the underground parking lot first, locating Tessa’s car.
Seeing Evelyn, Tessa’s expression was as if she had seen a ghost, “You! We have no grudges, why can’t you let me go?”
“Short of money, aren’t you?”
“Say, how much money do you want? As long as you spare me, I can give you half of The Thompson family.”
“Heh.” Evelyn’s smile was extremely scornful, “Save your energy. After all, the police network covers the whole country.” She raised her phone. The most recent call log was two minutes ago, from the number…
Did she really called the police?
“Wench, I will never let you go even if I die.” Tessa ran towards the exit but, unexpectedly, after a few steps, she saw a sports car blocking the passage, with a shiny set of keys on top, evidently forgotten.
Tessa provocatively smiled at Evelyn and swiftly got into the car. The engine roared, and the car sped away.
Evelyn watched her departure and silently put away her phone.
“One, two… three!”
She mouthed the words, as the last word left her lips, there was a loud ‘bang’ from outside the garage, followed by a burst of flames.
Evelyn took a few steps forward and witnessed Tessa, who had been blown out of the sports car, engulfed in flames. After rolling on the ground for a few rounds, she silently passed out.
As for whether she lived or died, Evelyn no longer cared. If all went well, Tessa’s remaining years would be spent in prison.
The sports car was prepared by her for any eventualities, but Evelyn never expected Tessa to be so reckless as to jump in.
In any case, Evelyn was in a great mood. After attending this engagement banquet, she quickly returned to the villa. Henry didn’t show up at Alexander’s engagement banquet; apparently, something had come up.
…
In the villa.
As Evelyn pushed open the door, she immediately caught a whiff of a delightful fragrance.
“Eleanor, what are you cooking? It smells amazing!” She jogged into the kitchen, expecting to find Eleanor, but instead, it was Henry.
He was dressed in a sophisticated gray loungewear, topped with a very mismatched deep red apron. The apron was adorned with various cartoon characters, and combined with Henry’s tall figure, it looked comical and cute.
“Back?” Henry turned around.
“Darling, what are you doing? It smells so good, is it for me?”
Evelyn approached, and upon seeing the chicken soup inside…
She had coughed a couple of times yesterday… So, Henry didn’t go to Alexander’s engagement banquet just for this?
“Give it a taste, is it good?”
“It’s tasteless.” Evelyn felt a warm sensation in her heart, longing to give him a kiss.
“What are you thinking?”
Evelyn blurted out, “I want to kiss you.”
Henry bent down, “As you wish.”
A deeply intense kiss approached, her slender waist embraced by a powerful hand…
Henry’s kiss was extremely aggressive, while his other hand snaked into her shirt and cupped her breast, as she was thrilled to the core due to his touch.
He trailed down kisses from her lips, down to her neck and she tossed her chest forward while her head fell back to give him more access. She moaned and grasped his head and began to caress his hair while he pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her naked chest.
Just after she had taken off her shirt, he grasped her left breast, lifting it up as he mounted her hard nipple.
“Ahh…” She gasped out as his wet tongue flicked her nipples. Her eyes rolled as she fisted his hair encouraging him to suck her hard.
“I want you”. He began to suckle on her other nipple. She clenched her thigh against him as she moaned in pleasure.
“Henry…” She moaned breathlessly. “Ohh …” She wanted to speak but she couldn’t as she couldn’t concentrate due to the pleasurable touch…
…
The next morning, when Evelyn woke up, she was holding her sore waist. Damn that annoying man…
At ten in the morning, she sat in Jonathan’s office, facing a stack of documents.
Jonathan said, “These are the unfinished business left by the former master, but some partners have already switched to other firms. The rest have been dealing with the underground market.”
Evelyn felt dizzy just looking at them. “So, we need to reorganize all of these?”
Jonathan then explained, “Yes. Only the master could handle these things, so…”
“Stop.” Evelyn stood up, grabbed a pile of documents, and handed them to Jonathan, “I think you all can take a look at these.”
Jonathan hesitated, “This, this goes against the rules.”
“Rules are made by people, and now I am in charge here. If I say it’s okay, then it’s okay.”
Without caring whether Jonathan agreed or not, she picked up a separate file.
Opening the inheritance document, Evelyn’s brows furrowed, and her eyes became deep.
The name “Zebulon” jumped out at her, assaulting Evelyn’s eyes.
The content of this document indicated that her grandmother left her five hundred million in funds. However, for some reason, two years before her grandmother’s death, this five hundred million suddenly fell into the hands of her grandfather Zebulon.
If Evelyn gave birth to a child before the age of twenty-five, this five hundred million would unconditionally transfer to her. Otherwise, it would be fully entrusted to Zebulon. In other words, if Evelyn wanted to get this money back, besides having a child quickly, she would have to wait for Zebulon to willingly return it to her.
Evelyn squinted, sensing some danger. Five hundred million might not be much for her now, but if she couldn’t retrieve it, this money would undoubtedly end up benefiting Mia after Zebulon’s death.
Ha! Give it to Mia? That’s impossible.
Evelyn’s index finger tapped the table rhythmically. “Jonathan, check what my grandfather has been up to lately.”
The intelligence network in the underground market was quite comprehensive, and within five minutes, the information was fed back.
Jonathan truthfully reported, “Zebulon has gradually let go of the business matters of The Taylor Group recently, and there is no special activity.”
Evelyn wasn’t surprised, “Where is he now?”
Jonathan looked at the latest information and said, “At the shooting range.”
“Take me there.”
…
In her previous life, when she was at her most strained with Henry, she went through all the exhilarating experiences. Ironically, it was through this process that she fell in love with shooting.
Last time at Noah’s place, she was afraid of being discovered, which was why she didn’t go to the shooting range.
Walking into the shooting range, feeling the familiar scenes, the piercing sound of gunfire, Evelyn felt alive again.
Jonathan, seeing her like this, shook his head helplessly.
“Zebulon is in practice room 2. The owner here has connections with the underground market and has arranged practice room 3 for you.”
Evelyn nodded, chose a suitable shooting gun, and entered practice room 3.
Zebulon gave everyone the impression of being calm and uncontentious, but few knew that this old man loved thrilling games.
In her previous life, Mia had worked hard on her shooting skills to please Zebulon.
Listening to the gunfire from the next room, Evelyn smirked.
The target has been retrieved from Practice Room 2. Nine tens and one nine. That’s a very good score.
Zebulon sincerely praised, “Mia, you did very well.”
“Grandpa, I clearly failed.” Mia approached Zebulon, glancing at Yulianna.
Yulianna quickly caught on, “Mia failed because there have been too many troubles. So many things happened with the company, and the funds…”
“Yulianna, don’t talk nonsense.” Mia immediately rebuked, her expression somewhat embarrassed. She discreetly observed Zebulon, seeing no change in his demeanor, and gritted her teeth in frustration. The old man was not planning to spit out those five hundred million.
Since Jasper appeared, she had always been in a superior position. Recently, her father discovered that her grandfather still had five hundred million in funds. She had to return to please him to get the money to help develop the company.
Observing the movements of the two, Yulianna, seeing Mia’s plan fail again, laughed, “Mia, it’s okay. If it doesn’t work this time, you’ll surely hit a perfect bullseye next time. The staff has changed the target, why don’t you try again?”
Mia had no choice but to return to her original position, smiling, “If it doesn’t work this time, Grandpa has to give me more guidance.”
Zebulon’s face remained unchanged, “I’m old, you young people should communicate more.” His obvious refusal made Mia’s face even more unsightly.
“Grandpa.” Yulianna smiled, “Except for you, the entire shooting range, Mia’s shooting skills are the strongest. Who else can she communicate with?”
This statement Zebulon agreed with.
Mia’s face finally eased a bit. As soon as she picked up the gun, she heard gunshots from the next room. Immediately after, a staff member shouted, “All bullseyes in the ten-ring.”
Mia’s face now looked as if she had been slapped ten times…