Chapter 451
It was obvious that Evan was deeply unhappy with Summer calling him Steven.
That name “Steven” felt like a constant reminder of the responsibility he now carried toward them.
Steven was dead, so as the children’s uncle, Evan had to take responsibility for them.
Even when it came to Summer, his widowed sister-in-law, he was expected to take extra care of her.
Evan’s question was blunt.
On the other end of the phone, Summer’s breath tightened. “I’m sorry, I…”
She could not finish the sentence, but the emotion coming through the line grew even more pitiful.
“Just say it. What is it?”
Evan’s tone was noticeably colder than before.
He was already losing patience with everyone in the Wright family. And with everything that had happened recently, no matter who was in his position, anyone would have run out of patience by now.
He was being pushed to the brink.
Although the person tormenting him right now was not Summer or the others, but Stella.
Still, when someone was irritated enough, that frustration tended to spread evenly to everyone around them. That was exactly where Evan was now.
Summer said, “Dr. Guss has to come to Harbour City immediately. The hospital just called. They said the baby’s condition isn’t good.”
By the time she finished, her voice sounded almost breathless.
She was truly terrified that something might happen to her child.
She was scared.
In fact, Evan had also received a call from the hospital.
Because of all this, his mood had only grown worse.
As for Dr. Guss, the people he had sent out still had not found any trace of where the doctor was.
If finding him depended on Evan, then it was clearly not going to happen.
But he did not tell Summer the truth. Instead, he said, “I’ll figure something out.”
“You have to save my child. I’ve already lost one child…”
At that, Summer broke down crying.
Whenever she thought of her poor daughter, her heart truly ached.
“And even now, the person who killed her still hasn’t been brought to justice!”
Evan said nothing.
The
person who killed the child.
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Was she talking about Stella?
Evan’s breathing grew heavier.
When he thought about everything Stella had done recently, his breath turned even more unsteady.
In the end, he hung up on Summer.
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At that moment, Mrs. Mendes dragged her exhausted body into Summer’s room, gasping for breath.
“What you said to Mr. Evan just now was exactly right!” Mrs. Mendes said.
Summer raised a brow.
Mrs. Mendes continued, “Even if we’re at a disadvantage now, once the tiger finally bares its teeth, it can still fight back.”
It had to be said that Mrs. Mendes had not spent all those years with the Baileys for nothing.
She understood perfectly well why Summer had said those things to Evan over the phone just now.
It was simply to provoke him and push him into fighting harder against Stella and Felix.
Summer did not respond to that. Instead, she said unhappily, “Did you finish all the work?”
She remembered very clearly what had happened earlier.
Mrs. Mendes’s attitude toward her had changed too.
That was just how people were. When they were exhausted to the extreme, they could not keep a good attitude toward anyone.
The moment Mrs. Mendes heard the word “work,” her face stiffened.
Then she said, “I can’t finish it. There’s too much. I’ll do the rest tomorrow.”
Earlier, when she had gone to the basement, she had nearly passed out.
There had simply been too much work today.
And with the people Stella had brought, Mrs. Mendes could not ask a single question. The moment she did, they would say that this was work for two people, and that previously, she had only been doing her own share.
When she asked why, they said Summer had eaten too. They claimed the meal had been split between two people, but they refused to listen to anything else.
Their attitude was clear.
If she wanted to keep working, then she could work more.
They had worked her to the bone. By now, she had no strength left at all.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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