Evelyn stared at her phone screen, a cold smirk playing on her lips.

Her memory had always been exceptional.

That day when she called Chloe's brother, he had introduced himself as Ryan Roland.

She hadn't thought much of it then, but now all the clues connected, revealing the truth.

The Mr. Roland collaborating with the Vance Group was indeed Ryan, and his sister was Chloe.

…The world was so small.

Her fingers lightly tapped the screen: [On my way.]

…

Inside Chloe's hospital room, the atmosphere was tense as a drawn bowstring.

Ryan looked at the reply on his phone, his expression darkening as he turned toward the bed.

Chloe was curled up under the white sheets, her face as pale as paper.

Mr. and Mrs. Roland were frantic with worry. "Chloe, how will your body recover without rehabilitation? Please be reasonable."

Chloe bit her lip firmly. "I won't get treatment unless I see Miss Evelyn!"

Ryan's brow furrowed deeply.

His sister had been overly protected since childhood, developing a willful temper.

Otherwise, she would never have eloped back then.

She was naive and pure-hearted. She had to be extremely careful about who she befriended.

Someone like her ex-husband could never be allowed to happen again.

Ryan was absolutely determined not to allow her to continue associating with that "Miss Evelyn."

Mr. Roland, his heart aching for his daughter, looked at his son. "Have you contacted Miss Evelyn?"

Forced to send the text, Ryan's face was grim. "I have."

Mr. Roland asked urgently, "Is she coming?"

Chloe's eyes instantly lit up with hope.

Ryan took a deep breath. "Why would she miss an opportunity to climb the social ladder? She said she's on her way!"

Chloe's spirits lifted immediately.

Mr. Roland sighed in relief. Seeing his son's displeased expression, he chastised his daughter first. "Chloe, you're being too willful! Your brother has never misjudged anyone. Would your family ever harm you?"

Mrs. Roland also spoke up. "Chloe, you've gone too far this time. The Vances and our family have a complicated history. If it weren't for this project requiring cooperation, we wouldn't want anything to do with them. The way the Vances treated your aunt back then… And now we have to help the main branch of the Vance family. What kind of situation is this?"

She paused. "No matter how flawed Alexander Vance is, he is your aunt's own son. Now, to repay a debt of gratitude, we're helping the main branch. Your brother is upset about it too. These debts of favor ultimately fall on him to repay!"

But Chloe remained firm. "Miss Evelyn isn't that kind of person! Maybe it was just a coincidence that Brother mentioned introducing a fiancé?"

Her parents and brother didn't understand.

The feeling of being saved at the brink of death was like a divine intervention.

She had been betrayed and was on the verge of collapse.

Her parents could offer companionship, but there was ultimately a generation gap.

She also had her own pride.

She didn't want her parents to see her vulnerability; it would only remind her of her past mistakes…

She needed to confide in someone, to share her pain with someone she trusted.

Right now, the only person she trusted completely was her savior.

Listening to her naive words, Ryan's frown deepened. "The business world is a battlefield. I've seen too many people. I can see right through her intentions. That calculating demeanor is utterly vulgar!"

Isabella's ambition had been practically written on her face that day.

Chloe became agitated. "You're wrong! My savior isn't that kind of person! Brother, I hate it when you speak ill of her!"

Mr. Roland hurriedly tried to mediate. "Alright, your brother only has your best interests at heart. Didn't we invite her here for you?"

Mrs. Roland also fell silent. Their daughter's health was the most important thing.

Forced by his parents, Ryan was filled with anger. He turned and strode out of the room.

Mrs. Roland called after him, "Where are you going?"

"Work."

Ryan left with large strides. If he stayed any longer, he feared he would be infuriated to death by his sister!

He had just intercepted Alexander Vance's visit. He needed to go explain in person.

That man was not someone to be trifled with.

The cooperation with the Vance Group was mutually beneficial. Ryan had only agreed because he insisted Julian Evans manage the project, and Alexander had conceded.

But Alexander would never agree to excessive demands.

The two were at odds due to past grievances, but they had a tacit understanding regarding the project.

His face somber, Ryan walked quickly toward the elevator.

"Ding."

The elevator doors opened, and a striking woman stepped out.

Despite his foul mood, Ryan couldn't help but glance at her twice.

This glance made him pause.

This girl… She looked somewhat familiar?

The night Chloe was saved, her savior's hair had been disheveled, obscuring her face. He hadn't gotten a clear look, only a vague impression.

But after Isabella claimed the credit, he had subconsciously superimposed that image onto Isabella.

Now, seeing Evelyn again, he only found her familiar and didn't think much of it.

They passed each other.

Ryan entered the elevator and went downstairs.

Evelyn glanced at him but said nothing.

Thinking of how he had helped Julian secure a position within the Vance Group, a feeling of dislike stirred within her.

Evelyn entered the hospital room.

Seeing her, Chloe immediately broke into a smile.

They chatted for a while. Finally, Chloe agreed to undergo her rehabilitation training.

Mr. and Mrs. Roland observed Evelyn from the side, whispering to each other.

"Miss Evelyn's eyes seem clear. She doesn't look like someone who would cling to the powerful and rich?"

"I think so too. Could Ryan have misjudged her?"

"Impossible. Our son has never misjudged anyone before. Perhaps she's just deeply hidden…"

Just then, Evelyn's phone rang.

It was a call from the police station. They informed her that Chloe's husband and mother-in-law were suspected of attempted murder and required her cooperation in giving a statement.

Evelyn responded succinctly, "Okay, I'll head over now."

At the same time.

Ryan, who had just left the hospital, also received a call from the police station. "Mr. Roland, we require your assistance with some procedures regarding your sister's case. Are you available to come in?"

Ryan's gaze turned icy. "I'm on my way."