The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 521

The car started moving again. Lance snuck a glance at the back seat through the rearview mirror before focusing back on the road. The cabin settled into silence once more.

Evelyn leaned back against the seat, her fingers lightly resting over her abdomen.

"Lyra is truly ruthless," Sebastian broke the silence. "Going after her old flame with such lethal intent. I wonder if Leon will even survive this."

Evelyn didn't respond.

Sebastian turned to look at her. "Did you remind her to check on her sister on purpose?"

A faint smile touched Evelyn's lips. "What do you think?"

Sebastian thought for a moment. "You wanted her to owe you a favor."

Evelyn didn't deny it. "If she suddenly finds a conscience, she might give us more intel on the encrypted channel. Isn't that better?"

Sebastian looked at her. "Are you that confident she'll suddenly grow a conscience?"

Evelyn shook her head. "I'm not. But there's no harm in trying. Besides, her mind was entirely on Leon tonight; she likely didn't even notice where her sister disappeared to."

Sebastian was quiet for a few seconds. "Don't you hate her? For what her sister did—drugging you back then—"

He stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

Because he suddenly remembered that it was exactly because of that drugged drink, that chaotic banquet, that he and Evelyn had ended up together. That night led to everything, including the child she was carrying right now.

Evelyn looked at him, her gaze completely calm. Shifting uncomfortably under her stare, Sebastian looked away and rubbed his nose.

"I didn't mean it like that..." his voice trailed off.

Evelyn retracted her gaze, looking out the window. The streetlights flashed by one after another, casting a rhythmic pattern of light and shadow across her face.

"I just gave her a heads-up, that's all," her voice was soft. "Whatever happens to her sister is none of my business. I owe Lydia nothing. I'm just watching the show."

Sebastian didn't press the matter further.

The cabin settled into silence.

Lance snuck a quick glance in the rearview mirror before hastily pulling his eyes back to the road. He mused internally that women were truly impossible to read, and his boss was likely never going to escape Dr. Sullivan's grasp in this lifetime.

The car continued down the road.

Evelyn rested against the seat with her eyes closed. Sebastian sat quietly beside her, watching her profile in the shifting amber glow of the passing streetlights. He didn't look away.

"Do you think Leon will survive?" Evelyn suddenly asked.

Sebastian considered it. "I don't know. But even if he pulls through, he's going to be bedridden for a very long time."