The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 335

Chapter 335: We Found Lead

Dylan walked closer. "How are you feeling?"

"Really awful," Ryan answered without hesitation. "Physically, I’m fine. Emotionally?" He sighed. "I feel terrible."

"What the..." Liam can’t help but chime in. "You consider that trauma just from a car accident?" he raised an eyebrow, unable to believe Ryan’s words.

Ryan sent a sharp glance at Liam before saying, "I’m lying here breathing comfortably while the lady boss is upstairs undergoing surgery. I feel terrible... Make me ashamed of facing Boss Axel!"

Dylan’s jaw tightened slightly. He knew what Ryan had done at the accident scene. Despite his injuries, Ryan had forced himself to move, to search for help, to stay standing until Evelyn was airlifted away. Only then had his body finally given up on him.

"Man, you did everything you could," Dylan said quietly. "Don’t carry guilt that isn’t yours."

Lisa narrowed her eyes on Ryan. "Still," she snapped, arms crossed, "if only you’d driven the new car as I told you to, this wouldn’t have happened."

Ryan groaned. "Please, Lisa, not now."

"What?" she shot back. "Am I wrong? That old car is not even bulletproof. The boss already mentioned driving those new brand cars, but you didn’t. If you follow orders, the damage won’t be like this."

"Lisa," Liam glanced briefly at Lisa, "we are not blaming vehicles in a hospital room."

Ryan sighed helplessly, his gaze fixed on Lisa as he admitted, "I won’t defend myself, Lisa. I know I’m wrong... But you have to remember Lady Boss’s personality—she’s low-profile. She’ll protest if we change her usual car."

Dylan almost smiled, staring at the three of them, looking tense as if they wanted to punch each other in the face. He cleared his throat. "Ryan, for what it’s worth, the boss arranged for you to recover at Green Farm once you’re discharged. Indoor work only."

Ryan was stunned to hear that. He stared at Dylan a few seconds before saying, "That sounds... suspiciously peaceful."

"It’s not a vacation," Dylan replied flatly. "You’re still on probation."

"I’d prefer a peaceful probation rather than the boss sending me to slow living in Iceland!"

The room fell into a quieter silence after that, the weight of the night settling back in. The earlier banter faded, leaving an uneasiness in the air.

Even the humming of the medical equipment sounded louder now. No one said it aloud, but they were all thinking the same thing.

This wasn’t an accident.

After several long seconds, Dylan was the first to break the silence. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"So, Liam..." he began, his tone casual but his eyes sharp as they locked onto Liam across the room. "Have you guys figured out who the mastermind is behind the incident?"

The question snapped the tension back into place. Liam lifted his head slowly, as if he had been pulled from deep thought.

Ryan, who had been easing himself back against the pillows, paused mid-motion and turned to look at him.

Lisa straightened as well, curiosity and irritation mixing on her face.

Liam studied each of them in turn before finally speaking.

"The ones who tried to kill you," he said, nodding toward Ryan, "were just low-level gangsters. Hired muscle."

Ryan frowned. "By who?"

"The Shadow Wolf."

Ryan nearly choked. "What? Shadow Wolf?" He glanced down at his bandaged leg, then back up. "You mean the lowly Shadow Wolf?"

"Yeah," Liam replied with a dry chuckle. "That one."

Lisa let out an incredulous laugh. "What the hell? Since when do they have the guts to target the lady boss?"

Dylan leaned back slightly, arms crossing over his chest. "They don’t," he said calmly. "Not on their own."

Liam nodded. "Exactly. Shadow Wolf isn’t the real problem. Someone’s behind them. Someone with money and a reason."

The room grew eerily still, as if even the walls were listening.

They all shared the same conclusion, but none of them dared to say it was the truth.

Suspicion wasn’t proof. And guessing wrong could be just as dangerous.

Somewhere above them, the real storm waited.

...

At the same time, in Axel’s VIP room, silence reigned.

Axel slept upright in the chair beside the bed, his hand still loosely wrapped around Evelyn’s.

His head had tilted forward at an awkward angle, exhaustion finally winning after hours of forced composure.

The gentle vibration of a phone broke the stillness.

Axel stirred instantly, eyes opening as if he had never truly fallen asleep.

He carefully loosened his grip on Evelyn’s hand, making sure not to disturb her, before standing and pulling his phone from his pocket.

Ethan.

Axel stepped a few paces away, lowering his voice as he answered. "Talk."

"We’ve confirmed a few things," Ethan said on the other end, his tone sharp and businesslike. "The hitmen are Shadow Wolf affiliates. Small-time. Disposable."

Axel’s jaw tightened. "And the one pulling the strings?"