The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 191

Evelyn noticed the subtle shift in Madeline's demeanor when she brought up Julian St. Claire—the familiarity in her tone, the fleeting spark in her eyes. The realization made Evelyn's heart sink slightly.

"Did he mention what kind of partnership he wanted to discuss?" Evelyn asked.

"Not specifically," Madeline shook her head. "He just said it was an investment opportunity in the medical field and wanted to speak with you in person. Evie, I really think you should consider meeting him. Julian has massive connections and resources in the investment world; if this works out, it would be a huge boost for your career."

Evelyn fell silent for a few seconds.

An investment opportunity in the medical field? It sounded like a reasonable excuse, but she knew Julian's motives ran far deeper than that. There were simply some things she couldn't share with Madeline just yet.

"Set up a time for me," Evelyn suddenly said.

Madeline blinked in surprise. "You really want to meet him?"

"Yeah." Evelyn stood up. "Let's do it at The Zenith, where we ate last time. No rush on the date; let's wait until my grandfather's condition stabilizes a bit more."

"Alright, I'll let him know." Madeline stood up as well, her curiosity piqued. "But Evie... what exactly does Julian want to collaborate on? If it's a medical investment, he should have reached out to your research institute directly. Why go through me to get to you?"

Evelyn's gaze lingered on Madeline's face for a moment. This sweet, naive girl probably genuinely believed Julian just wanted to discuss a standard business deal.

"It might be about a medical project," Evelyn replied vaguely. "I'll only know for sure once we talk in person."

She didn't elaborate. Some things were better kept in the dark. A man like Julian St. Claire... was far too complex, his depths too murky.

The two women walked side-by-side toward the elevator. Passing Arthur Sullivan's hospital room, Evelyn cast another glance inside.

The nurse had set her phone aside and was adjusting the older man's pillows. Arthur was still asleep, but his brow was slightly furrowed as if trapped in an uneasy dream.

"You don't need to worry about him," Madeline patted her shoulder. "I'll come by to check on him often. You need to rest when you can. Don't work yourself into the ground."

"I know." Evelyn pressed the elevator button. "Thank you for coming, Maddy."

"Don't mention it." Madeline linked her arm through Evelyn's. "Come on, let me buy you a coffee. The latte at the cafe downstairs is actually pretty good."

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Half an hour later, they sat in the first-floor hospital cafe.

They had chosen a quiet corner booth by the window. The cafe was peaceful, with only a few scattered patients and their families talking in hushed tones. The rich aroma of roasted coffee beans filled the air.

Madeline ordered two lattes and added a slice of tiramisu. "You need to eat something sweet to get your energy back."

Evelyn didn't refuse. She gently stirred her coffee with a small spoon, her gaze drifting to the crowds passing by the window.

"Evie," Madeline asked softly, studying Evelyn's slightly exhausted profile. "Did you finish taking care of everything... over in Africa?"

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