The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 635

Lyra Langford was eating fruit when she saw the news. Her phone was resting on the coffee table when the screen lit up with a push notification: "Wealthy businessman severely injured in Swiss car crash, suspected to be Sebastian Thorne, CEO of Thorne Enterprises in the Bay Area." Her fingers froze. A half-bitten strawberry hovered at her lips, its juice running down her hand and dripping onto her pajama pants, red as blood.

She picked up her phone and tapped the alert. The article was short, accompanied by a few blurry photos from the scene—a mangled black sedan, an ambulance, a stretcher, and an old file photo of Sebastian. She stared at that photo for several seconds before exiting the app and scrolling to Evelyn Sullivan's number. Her finger hovered over the screen, hesitating for a moment before she pressed call.

It rang a few times before connecting.

"I saw the news," Lyra started, her voice tight. "Did something really happen to Sebastian?"

A beat of silence followed. Evelyn's voice finally came through, unhurried and laced with an unreadable coldness. "Does it matter if it's real or not?"

Lyra was stunned. She hadn't expected this reaction from Evelyn—no tears, no panic. It was the tone of someone who felt you had asked a stupid question and was debating whether to humor you with an answer.

"I was just asking." Lyra's confidence instantly deflated. "After all, the baby you're carrying—"

"I don't need you worrying about my pregnancy," Evelyn interrupted.

Gripping her phone, Lyra stayed silent for a few seconds. Outside, the sky was a bleak gray. She sat on the sofa, her hand instinctively resting on her own swelling stomach.

"I told you back then not to dig into this. You didn't believe me." Her voice was quiet, sounding as though she were talking to herself, or perhaps trying to justify her own past actions.