As soon as she left the restaurant, she anxiously looked toward the roadside.
Seeing the black car parked across from the restaurant, she hurriedly crossed the highway and pulled open the car door to get in.
No sooner had she settled in than a large hand gripped the back of her head and pulled her into an embrace. Bending down, he bit out angrily through clenched teeth, "You dare sneak out to meet with Lucas Scott without discussing it with me, Evelyn Sherman, are you looking for death?"
"I sent you a text message to report it, and besides, it was just a meal. Lucas won't do anything to me," Evelyn managed to squirm her little head out of his embrace and weakly explained, facing Chester Yale's grim eyes.
After her explanation, the pressure inside the car dropped even lower.
