This signal right now is telling Evelyn to run quickly.
But she's already here, how can she leave so easily?
After hesitating for a moment, Evelyn lightly exhaled and walked towards the office.
"Uncle," Evelyn's voice was very soft, "Um... Aunt May, yeah, Aunt May asked me to bring you some breakfast."
If she said she wanted to deliver it herself, that would be too awkward!
In her line of sight, she saw a breakfast on his office desk.
Evelyn's face stiffened, wishing she could swallow back the words she just said.
Yet, in her heart, several big question marks emerged.
Did someone buy breakfast for Caden Lockwood?
Who bought it?
Sean Ashton?
Caden Lockwood looked at Evelyn, his sharp gaze landing on her, making her feel utterly uncomfortable.
Evelyn kept her head down, clearly sensing that Caden Lockwood's anger at the moment was entirely directed at her.
She bowed her head, inevitably feeling a bit guilty.
He's still mad about what happened last night, right?
