Before he could speak, Evangeline said first, "Thank you. This makes us even."


    He had nearly gotten her killed before, and now he had taken a bullet for her. Neither of them owed the other anything anymore.


    Soren had expected her to ask how he felt, if it hurt, or if there was anything he needed. But when he heard her words, his chest tightened, and the words he was about to say caught in his throat.


    Even.


    Was she that desperate to be rid of him?


    Evangeline didn''t overthink his unusual silence and got straight to the point. "They didn''t catch the shooter. He was well-prepared and must have nned his escape route in advance. For safety, they didn''t send anyone to pursue him."


    "They did a thorough investigation. He infiltrated the Fawkes family''s rescue team and was assigned to Arabe''s group."


    Soren was taken aback. Hearing that the man had infiltrated the Fawkes family''s rescue team naturally displeased him. He frowned, his tone dripping with sarcasm.


    "They didn''t even catch him. So they just say he''s from the Fawkes family, and that makes it true?"


    "What proof do they have?"


    “An eyewitness,” Evangeline replied. “The person on his search team said they talked."


    So, no physical evidence?


    Regardless of whether it was Glenn or Finn who proposed the idea that the killer was sent by the Fawkes family, Soren was furious that she believed it unconditionally without any solid proof.


    He wanted to demand why she didn''t suspect that The Lockridges and Glenn had conspired to frame the Fawkes family.


    But as the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back down.


    Evangeline saw his already pale face turn even paler as he stared at her, his dark eyes a mixture of defiance andplexity.


    There was still a hint of fire in them.


    Just as Evangeline thought he would get angry and refuse to believe her, as he always had, and was about to leave, Soren spoke.


    "I understand. I''ll look into it."


    As he said this, the anger that had surrounded him seemed to vanish in an instant, and his tone was even a little awkward.


    He remembered what his assistant had told him not long ago.


    "Rtionships are simple. Just let her know you love her, that you care about her,


    that she''s different from everyone else in your eyes."


    He didn''t know what kind of love Evangeline wanted.


    But he felt that Finn, who trusted her


    so much, would never have


    contradicted her if he were in this


    conversation He would have agreed


    with her content belongs to


    The moment he had that thought, Soren realized he was trying to emte Finn and


    felt a flicker of self-loathing.


    However, that feeling quickly disappeared.


    He saw a sh of surprise in Evangeline''s eyes, and her tone, as expected, softened slightly.


    "You might not want to hear this, but


    really


    to put


    Yong the intern efforte


    affairs of


    the Fawkes family Evangeline said


    She nced at the time. "You should get some rest. I''m heading back."


    Soren asked, "You''lle see me again, won''t you?"


    Evangeline was about to say no, but Soren continued, "I know you want admit it. We''ve


    to say we''re even


    b so I guess we are.”


    both put each other in life or death


    "But when you were in danger, I risked my life to save you. I''m this injured, so...


    could you bring me some nourishing soup? Please?”


    Soren''s tone shifted abruptly, thest sentence turning into a soft plea.


    It waspletely different from his usual arrogant, imperious, andmanding


    demeanor. It seemed like he was truly begging.