The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277: Boss Already Approves!

Sending Dylan away was the opposite of what Evelyn wanted.

She was trying to help Dylan... not ship him off on a four-hour mission for Vietnamese noodles.

"No, no, Axel. There’s no need," she said quickly, nearly panicking. "Just... forget it. Can you maybe... come home earlier instead? Can we have dinner together?"

Another pause.

Axel’s voice lowered. "Eve... what are you doing?"

"Nothing," she said instantly, sounding exactly like someone doing something.

"Mrs. Knight, I can’t help but notice that you seem to be hiding something from me..."

Evelyn held her phone tightly.

"Could you please tell me? I’m curious about why you suddenly wanted to try some unfamiliar food, and then, just moments later, decided to cancel it!" he asked.

She held up her free hand, even though he couldn’t see her. "Okay! Fine! I’ll tell you."

Evelyn took a breath, then told him, "Stella just called me, and she said that Alicia invited Dylan to dinner tonight. At their house."

Silence again.

Then Axel asked, "So you sent me a Pho emergency to prevent Dylan from working overtime?"

Evelyn covered her mouth with her hand, trying to hold back her foolish laugh. "I was trying to help them. It’s romantic!"

Axel chuckled. "You almost sent him on a four-hour trip in the name of romance."

"I panicked—"

"I can tell."

Despite her embarrassment, Evelyn melted at the sound of his warm laughter.

"So," Axel said teasingly, "am I still buying you pho?"

"No. I like to eat pho fresh at the restaurant. So, just come home early," she muttered.

"On my way, my love. But, I can ask Danny to learn how to make pho, if you seriously crave it."

"Hmmm. You know what, that’s a good idea," she smiled.

And just like that, her matchmaking mission was back on track.

...

While at Apex Tower.

Axel smiled at his cell phone, still shaking his head in disbelief.

His wife, his elegant and composed Evelyn, had just tried to trick him with a pho crisis so Dylan could leave work early for a potential love-blossoming dinner.

The idea was ridiculous, adorable, and strangely impressive.

But his smile gradually faded as a thought crossed his mind... Dylan, his best friend, has finally found the woman he likes.

A mischievous grin replaced his earlier amusement.

He reached for his landline and pressed number one. The phone rang once.

"Boss?" Dylan’s voice answered.

"Dylan, come to my office."

He didn’t give the man a chance to respond. He hung up.

It didn’t take long for Dylan to appear at his door, expression stern and professional as usual.

"Boss, do you need me?" he asked, stepping inside.

Axel turned off his laptop and leaned back in his chair. He didn’t speak. He only stared. Hard.

Dylan stiffened almost immediately.

Axel finally said, "I need you to fly to Grayenfall. Now."

Dylan was stunned. The shock he tried to hide was almost comical. His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to protest, but he swallowed it down like a good soldier.

Before he could find his voice, Collins barged into the office.

"Boss! You called... Oh. Why does Dylan look like someone stole his wallet?"

Axel waved toward the sofa. "You two sit."

They obeyed.

Dylan looked like he had forgotten how to breathe.

Collins looked like he was ready for popcorn; he could see the tension in Dylan’s face.

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