Eileen’s POV

The call ended.

Just like that.Cold.Final.

I stared at my phone for a long moment, the dim light from the screen reflecting in my eyes.

No anger.No panic.

Just… stillness.

Then slowly—My grip tightened.

“…Fine.”

If he didn’t want to listen—Then I wouldn’t explain.Not tonight.

An hour later, a black car pulled up in front of the Evans estate.

The gates opened reluctantly.Almost as if they knew trouble had arrived.

I stepped out first.

Behind me—Ethan.

Dressed in a tailored suit, glasses resting low on his nose, his presence calm but sharp.

A lawyer through and through.

Inside the living room, Luis, Caroline, and Liora were already gathered....