‘That look again,’ Evan thought. Every time the heiresses scolded him, Zeke would always show him that sneer.

He kept framing Evan just to make the heiresses hate him and punish him. At first, he thought Zeke was just trying to get him kicked out, but now he realized Zeke wanted to kill him.

He tried to explain it to the heiresses, but it was hopeless. They did not believe him. They loved Zeke, so everything he did was right. They had no love for Evan, so everything he did was wrong.

When Zeke stood back up, a dragon-shaped pendant fell from him. That got everyone’s attention. Evan, however, breathed heavily. “That’s the engagement gift I gave Hazel! Why do you have it?”

That was his only and most valuable possession. It was already hanging around his neck when he was taken in that night. He gave it to Hazel when they got engaged.

Zeke went and picked up the pendant, and he gave Evan a look of mockery. “Sorry, Evan. I had no idea this was yours. I saw Hazel wearing it, and I thought it was nice, so I wanted to play with it. She gave it to me right away.”

That pierced Evan’s heart, and he looked at Hazel. She gave an important item to another man without even blinking, and she did not even look guilty about it.

There was only indifference.

That told Evan that his most important thing was nothing to Hazel. He bit his lip so hard that he tasted metal. It was tragic. Now, he knew the heiresses had given all their love and tenderness to another man. To be exact, they gave it to the man they’d always wanted to.

He was just a replacement.

All the years he spent with them were nothing compared to a single request from Zeke.

Evan wanted to give his blood one last time now. Then, he would owe Hazel no more.

“Well, since you’re the owner, you should take it back.”

Zeke handed the pendant over to Evan, but just when he was going to take it back, Zeke pulled his hand back. Then, in a voice only they could hear, he said, “I know what you’re planning, Evan.”

Evan trembled.

“There’s a diary in the locked drawer in your room. It’s your blood donation records. You want to leave after the hundredth donation, don’t you?”

Zeke sneered.

Evan went paler than ever, and his breathing was turning ragged.

“I can’t let that happen. What would I do if you left? So, I tore out the pages until only a few were left. I erased most of the hospital’s records too.”

Zeke’s voice was barely a whisper, but a deep chill swept across Evan’s body. He clenched his fists. “Aren’t you worried they might find out?”

“They won’t. All they care about is me, not you. Because of my departure, you had them for three years. You should be happy with that. Giving your blood to me is the only thing you can do to thank me.”

He sneered again. “One more thing. I’m not as weak as I look. The fainting episodes? I faked them, all so they would make you give your blood to me. You’ll never escape me!”

That was the last straw. Evan grabbed Zeke by the collar. His eyes were red, and he roared, “Why did you do that? Why are you doing this to me?”

Before he could do anything more, the horrified heiresses pulled them away.

“Stop!”

“Are you mad, Evan?”

“What is wrong with you? All he did was play with the pendant! And that sets you off? He had no idea what the pendant meant! I never said it was yours!”

The heiresses were glaring at Evan.

Anya roared, “Know your place, Evan! Just because you’re Hazel’s husband doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want! You think you’re an adopted son? Well, you’re nothing but a lapdog! You’d have died without Zeke! We’d never have spent 150 million to save you if you didn’t have his face!”

Everyone was furious, but Zeke was standing behind the ladies, looking at Evan coldly. Evan stopped shouting, and he quieted down.