The flight from Solara to Veridia is less than two hours.
Plenty of time for Evelyn Grant to get herself ready.
She didn't really want to take the car arranged by the Keaton family. The driver would report her every move to Preston Keaton, and that kid Liam Aldrin was sharp—he'd notice if anything was even slightly off.
In any case, her contract with Preston Keaton was only for one year. She had been thinking a lot lately and had decided not to tell her family and friends about it.
After a year, she would leave Veridia far behind and never set foot in it again.
But just as she was sneaking downstairs, ducking and dodging to avoid the servants, she turned around to find Butler Shaw standing right behind her with a puzzled expression.
"Are you going somewhere?"
'If they knew, Preston Keaton would probably get the news immediately.' She sighed almost imperceptibly. "I'm planning on going out for a bit."
Then she took out her phone to call Preston Keaton.
