Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Promise Not to Get Too Worked Up He had finally arrived.

A chilling intensity filled his eyes as he looked at Caroline, who was crouched on the floor.

He directed a deadly glare at Mark. “Well, Mark, impressive, aren’t you? How dare you kidnap my woman?”

Mark quickly stood up, seeking refuge behind his secretaries, visibly trembling. “Uncle… Uncle Evan!”

Evan approached him with a few swift steps, narrowing his eyes as he questioned, “So, you finally acknowledge that I’m your uncle, huh?”

Mark’s fear was palpable as he swallowed nervously.

In a sudden realization, Mark glanced at Caroline. “Uncle Evan, I did arrange for someone to bring her here, but it was for your sake! You have no idea what I discovered earlier. She has ulterior motives against you. She despises you to the extent that she wants to poison you. You must trust me!”

Evan glanced at Caroline, who stood composedly at the side, and smirked. “Well, since you’ve been so considerate, I suppose I should show you some appreciation”

Turning to his bodyguards, he commanded. “Take care of it.”

Amidst Mark’s pitiful wails, Evan held Caroline’s hand and left the warehouse.

Once inside the car, Evan taunted her, “You certainly know how to use your charms.”

Caroline was taken aback, and her gratitude instantly vanished. She took a deep breath in secret and retorted, “Mr. Jordan, I should thank you for providing me with such an opportunity.”

If he hadn’t taken her to the subsidiary company to fire those employees, she wouldn’t have offended those people. She wouldn’t have needed to suppress her disgust and curry favor with Mark.

In the driver’s seat, Reuben grew anxious. Caroline seemed to be the only one brave enough to stand up to Evan so bluntly.

Frowning, Evan looked displeased as he glanced at Caroline.

Was she blaming him?

“If I hadn’t come, would you have Whim tonight?” he asked gloomily.

“What else could I do?” Caroline responded in turn. Should I have stayed there and let myself get Evan’s expression turned somber. He sounded slightly angry. “Caroline, can’t you survive without.

relying on men?”

Caroline grumbled in reply, “What does it matter since you’ve always seen me as that kind of woman anyway?”

Was there any need for her to provide further explanations?

Any sensible person could see through her plot to free herself from Mark, but Evan chose to believe she loved using her charms to survive. It didn’t concern her much, as it wasn’t the first time he had misunderstood her.

Lost in her thoughts, she was suddenly taken aback as he fiercely grabbed her wrist.

Instinctively, she turned around, attempting to free her hand from his grasp. However, he showed no intention of letting go.

“Don’t you remember what I said?” His eyes burned with anger. “So, now that you have money..

you’re full of yourself?”

Confusion washed over her. What did money have to do with their current situation?

Suppressing the pain, she stubbornly spoke up. “So what if that’s the case? Evan Jordan, I’m tired of being your mistress! Now that you’ve found your beloved woman, why won’t you let me leave?

Why are you forcing me to be a home wrecker?”

“Isn’t that what you want?” Evan tightened his grip on her wrist. “Don’t you enjoy flaunting yourself in front of Daniella?”

She was dumbfounded. Why was he being so unreasonable?

She simply didn’t want to be criticized and bullied by Daniella. What in the world made him think that she enjoyed flaunting herself?

Letting out a cold laugh, her gaze filled with disappointment. “Evan, I’ve been with you for three years, yet you never truly knew me.‘

As he detected the sarcasm in her words, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

But after a moment, he scoffed. ‘I don’t have to know you. After all, you’re willing to do anything for the sake of money!”

In that instant, a wave of heart–wrenching pain engulfed her.

Well, it was true indeed. She had no right to deny that.

She had willingly agreed to become his mistress back then for the sake of money.

Suddenly, she felt relieved that she hadn’t revealed to him that she was pregnant with his child.

Otherwise, he would accuse her of being a scheming and manipulative woman who did anything and everything to usurp another woman’s position.

After returning to the hotel, Evan escorted her to his room. Two bodyguards stood outside, reaffirming that she was being monitored once again.

A message from Paige popped up on her phone. [Caroline, where are you? Mr. Jordan had someone take all your belongings away just now.]

Glancing at her luggage before her, Caroline let out a bitter smile. [I’m in the presidential suite.]

[Be careful, Carol. Sorry I can’t help you.]

Just as she was about to reply to Paige’s message, a notification from Scott appeared.

[Caroline, is your leg healed?]

She glanced toward the bathroom, realizing that Evan was still inside. Hastily, she replied to the message. [Dr. Wilson, thank you. It’s almost healed.]

While she hadn’t actually consulted a doctor for her leg injury, the medicine Lily had given her proved to be highly effective.

She knew that it was Evan who had arranged for the medicine to be delivered. However, no matter how kind he was to her, she couldn’t bring herself to express gratitude, considering the extent of his monitoring.

Lost in thought, another message from Scott arrived [I have something to tell you, but you must promise not to get too worked up.]