"..." Chester Yale's hand by his side suddenly clenched into a fist, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.
Staring at her stubborn face, he gritted his teeth fiercely before finally turning and leaving.
"Chester Yale…" Evelyn Sherman hadn't expected that he had been so aggressive just now, wanting her to leave, but suddenly, he left on his own.
Worried, she just stood up from the door, thought of Grace Yakov inside, and held back.
She sat down again, not going after him.
"Miss Sherman, take care of yourself…" Mr. Gomez saw Chester Yale leave and hurriedly ran back from the window. As he passed by Evelyn Sherman, he gave her a "keep fighting" hand gesture.
Then, he followed suit and left.
Only Evelyn Sherman was left in the long corridor.
A gust of wind blew from the window at the end of the corridor, causing her to shiver involuntarily and pull her jacket closer to her.
Only then did she realize that she was wearing Chester Yale's trench coat.
