Evelyn Ross turned her head sharply.

She looked at Alexander Vance.

Her eyes were filled with shock.

How did he know?!

Her reaction made Alexander's eyes darken.

He lowered his eyelids. "So it was you."

Evelyn Ross: "..."

She had been tricked.

This man was too cunning.

She snorted coldly. "Since you know, let's follow the rules. One dose of medicine, three percent of the shares. Remember to transfer the money."

"Okay."

Alexander answered without hesitation.

Evelyn was stunned.

She raised an eyebrow. "You're not going to bargain?"

Alexander took a deep breath.

He looked at her. "Evelyn, thank you."

Evelyn averted her gaze. "For what?"

Alexander's voice was low. "Researcher Nora's Alzheimer's project had been stalled for years. It suddenly restarted this year. It was for Grandma, wasn't it?"

He took Evelyn's hand. "I remember everything you've done for me."

Evelyn pulled her hand back.

Her tone was indifferent. "Don't be sentimental. Grandma has been good to me, I couldn't just stand by. Besides, I also want to know the truth about our marriage license."

Alexander paused.

He had almost forgotten about that.

He said he would investigate, but there were no leads.

He looked in the direction of Eleanor Vance's room. "Did Grandma remember?"

"Yes." Evelyn raised an eyebrow. "My medicine is amazing, right?"

"Amazing."

Alexander chuckled softly.

Then he fell silent.

What if that truth…

He hesitated for a moment. "Does the truth about our marriage back then still matter now?"

Evelyn frowned. "Of course it matters."

Both parties need to be present to get a marriage license.

Neither of them was disabled.

There was no proxy.

What exactly happened back then?

Was it a setup?

Was her Nora identity exposed?

Did someone want to use the Vance family against her?

Her deep thought made Alexander's heart sink.

He asked softly, "Then… do you still want a divorce now?"

The unspoken truth between them had never been addressed.

Even though he had publicly acknowledged her.

He had never said he loved her.

Alexander's fingertips tightened slightly.

Evelyn was also stunned.

She hadn't thought about divorce for a long time.

The company was about to go public.

As the chairman, she couldn't get divorced easily.

She coughed lightly and asked in return, "What about you?"

Alexander didn't know how to answer.

He used Grandma to keep her for a month.

Without genuine feelings.

He couldn't keep her for a lifetime.

Especially with her layers of hidden identities.

The identity of Researcher Nora had shocked him.

He answered in a low voice, "Of course not."

"What?"

Evelyn didn't hear him clearly.

Alexander was about to repeat himself.

Evelyn's phone rang.

She looked down.

It was a message from the handsome uncle she added yesterday.

[Kid, your trick from yesterday doesn't seem to work.]

Evelyn chuckled. [How so?]

Handsome Uncle: [I sent flowers, but the other person didn't react. What else should I send?]

Evelyn thought for a moment.

She turned to ask Alexander, "If you made me angry, how would you apologize?"

Alexander was slightly startled.

He thought for a moment. "Kneel and beg for forgiveness. If that doesn't work, guard the door outside."

Evelyn Ross: "..."

That was an elder.

Not appropriate.

She really couldn't rely on him.

She continued to give advice to the handsome uncle. [Try sending jewelry?]

Handsome Uncle: [Okay, I'll try.]

She put down her phone.

Evelyn looked at Alexander. "What did you just say?"

Alexander pursed his lips. "Nothing."

On the other side.

Fiona finished checking Cecilia Evans's luggage.

She didn't allow her to take anything.

Cecilia and Richard Evans left, cursing.

After walking out of the living room.

Cecilia stopped.

She looked back at Eleanor Vance's courtyard.

The grievance on her face disappeared.

Only calmness remained.

Richard said urgently, "Cecilia, the room in the main house is ready. You can't leave. You have to help Dad get back the position of head of the family!"

Cecilia nodded calmly.

She asked directly, "Dad, this Evelyn Ross is not simple."

"Why?"

"Dean Frank Melville was too polite to her. It's not normal."

Richard immediately said, "She's just the Ashcroft family's love child. She was just recognized. Melville might have been invited by the New York Ashcrofts. Yesterday, Third Master Ashcroft even wanted to adopt her as his goddaughter…"

Richard became worried. "Your marriage alliance with the Truman family was our advantage. If she connects with the Ashcrofts, that advantage is gone!"

Cecilia nodded. "I understand. Dad, don't worry. I have a plan."

Richard breathed a sigh of relief.

He doted on this love child.

Not because of her mother.

In powerful families, sons usually inherit.

But this daughter had been clever since childhood.

Following her advice always brought benefits.

Suppressing Alexander when they were young.

Making him hide abroad and only return this year.

Were all his daughter's ideas.

But his daughter went to school in New York.

She wasn't in San Francisco.

That allowed Alexander to seize the opportunity.

Now that his daughter was back.

The real competition had just begun.

...

Elder Howard Vance chatted with Eleanor for an hour.

He only parted ways after being urged by the second branch.

Elder Howard reluctantly went to the guest room.

Evelyn and Alexander entered Eleanor's bedroom.

They asked Fiona to guard the door.

Evelyn asked softly, "Grandma, are you tired? Should we talk tomorrow?"

Eleanor held her hand. "I'm not tired. If I don't say it now, I might forget again tomorrow."

Evelyn and Alexander sat by the bed.

Eleanor began to speak slowly...