The Hidden Empress Stripping Her Secrets After Divorce novel Chapter 89

On the Upper East Side, inside Madeline's high-rise apartment.

The vibe here was the stark opposite of the Langford family's garish luxury or the freezing oppression of the Lancaster office. The space was open and modern, with massive windows showcasing the sprawling city skyline. Soft instrumental music floated through the air, carrying the faint scent of fresh coffee and old books.

Evelyn had taken a hot shower and changed into comfortable loungewear provided by Madeline. She was currently perched on the spacious sofa, a slim laptop resting on her knees. The bandages on her legs had been professionally cleaned and re-wrapped by Madeline.

Her complexion was still a bit pale, but her eyes were clear and fiercely focused. It was as if the terrifying ordeal of last night and the violent clash at the Lancaster Estate this morning had already been securely locked away. Right now, she was purely a cold, calculating strategist.

"The precinct just relayed an update. Lydia was officially brought in," Madeline said, walking over with two mugs of freshly brewed coffee. She placed one on the coffee table in front of Evelyn and sat down in the adjacent armchair, holding a tablet. "Caleb's mental defenses were weaker than expected. Faced with concrete call logs and wire transfer receipts, he caved quickly. He identified Lydia as the mastermind, provided leads on where the drugs came from, and confessed to attempting assault. As for Lyra..." Madeline paused, looking over at Evelyn.

Evelyn picked up her mug, taking a small sip. The bitter richness bloomed on her tongue. "Did Caleb mention her?"

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