Chapter 158

Julian Ashford's office door was flung open violently.

Evelyn Sinclair had barely settled in her seat for ten minutes when summoned. The man's face was stormy, his long fingers drumming an impatient rhythm on the desk.

"Are my words just wind in your ears?" His voice could freeze hell.

Evelyn's lashes fluttered, recalling his previous warning.

"I took all my medication on time," she murmured in defense.

"Field assignments?" Julian's gaze sharpened like blades. "I said one more fainting episode and you're transferred."

"But I didn't faint this time..." She fiddled with her sleeve hem.

"Speak up." His voice cracked like a whip.

Evelyn fell silent, adopting a penitent posture that softened Julian's heart momentarily - a glimpse of the mischievous girl he once knew.

His expression hardened again. "What were you doing with Evan Wells?"

"Eloping." She batted her lashes, voice dripping honey.

Julian grabbed his mouse before slamming it down, temple vein throbbing. "Proper answer!"

"Investigating a company." Evelyn suddenly turned serious. "Julian, if Financial Department breaches contract by exposing clients, do we face penalties?"

His eyebrow arched. "What did you find?"

"Want it?" Her eyes gleamed fox-like. "Otherwise I'll sell elsewhere."

Julian massaged his temples. "Out with it!"

...

Horizon Tower erupted in chaos.

The Wells family barged into Financial Department dragging Evan. The matriarch's voice boomed: "Where's Evelyn Sinclair?"

Penelope Pope shrilled: "Evelyn! Visitors!"

Evelyn barely looked up when a palm came flying.

Smack!

A leather notebook intercepted the blow. The old woman hopped in pain.

"You harlot!" Mrs. Wells jabbed a finger at Evelyn's face. "Seduced my son!"

Evan struggled against restraining relatives. "Those rumors were scripted! Sister Evelyn and I are innocent!"

"Lies!" The matriarch spat.

Evelyn deflected with her notebook - straight into the old woman's face.

"She struck me!" The matriarch lunged, aiming a kick at Evelyn's abdomen.

Evelyn sidestepped, but the woman grabbed her collar and shoved.

"Careful!" Martha caught her.

"Bastard child!" the matriarch screeched. "Who knows what bastard you're carrying!"

Evelyn's eyes frosted over. So the rumors had spiraled this far.

When the woman charged again, Evelyn seized her wrist and pushed—

"Oof!" The matriarch toppled into Mrs. Wells.

"To the hospital!" The Wells clan surged forward.

"Don't touch her!" Evan broke free, shielding Evelyn. "This is assault!"

"We're saving you!" relatives clamored.

"That slut isn't fit to bear Wells blood!"

"Terminate it today!"

Security arrived late, spectating. Only Finance Team 5 stood with Evelyn.

Penelope fanned flames from the sidelines: "Just get examined and settle this." She relished Evelyn's public humiliation.

The Wells mob cornered Evelyn, hands raised—

"Freeze!"

Black-suited men swarmed in, controlling the scene instantly.

Alexander Kingsley entered, voice glacial: "Lay one finger on her. I dare you."