Evelyn Sherman squeezed the photo in her hand, her gaze slowly shifting to Ella Jackson, who was still asleep on the sofa.
Seeing her pale face, all the missed information from before suddenly flooded into her mind.
"I don't know who that man is..."
"I was just walking on the road...I don't know how it happened..."
"With Young Master Aiden's temperament, he would never use such a vulgar thing to pursue someone he truly likes. He looks down on it."
"Young Master didn't say, but I think, it should be compensation."
"Collins Aiden is looking for a girl. That keychain is the token to find her."
"..."
Past conversations suddenly sprung into her mind.
Evelyn's hand holding the photo tightened silently.
Her facial expression worsened in an instant.
After being in a daze for a long time in front of the coffee table, she slowly stood up, packed up everything, left a note for Ella, and quietly left the apartment.
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In the private room of a top-notch hotel.
