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The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 391

Chapter 391: A Spy?

"Uncle Oscar," Evelyn repeated faintly.

Oliver nodded enthusiastically, crunching the chip. After swallowing it, he continued, "Uncle Oscar said ’Daddy needs to work so I can eat, and my horse can eat, and Mommy can buy nice things.’"

Evelyn closed her eyes for a brief second, already imagining the conversation she would eventually have with Oscar. She exhaled slowly, choosing peace.

"Well," she said, opening her eyes again, "Uncle Oscar talks too much."

Oliver giggled, clearly proud of his source.

Evelyn glanced at the tray.

"Alright, that’s the last snack you can eat. Or you won’t be able to eat your lunch."

Oliver stared at the remaining snacks as if saying goodbye to old friends. After a moment, he nodded solemnly. "Okay..."

He moved to the sofa and sat closer to her, resting his head against her arm. Evelyn wrapped an arm around him instinctively, pulling him close.

"Mommy?" he asked softly.

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Next time you’re exhausted," he said with a cute but serious mimic, "you should sleep on the bed. The sofa is not very comfortable. Daddy said so."

Evelyn kissed the top of his head, "I’ll remember that." She smiles warmly.

Oliver smiled too, content once more, his world safely in place; snacks, love, horses, ponies, and parents who always came back to him.

...

It was nearly dinnertime when Evelyn finally received the message she had been waiting for.

Axel had arrived.

The moment she read the words, her heart leapt. She rose from her seat and hurried toward the entrance, her steps quick and restless.

Ever since Axel told her he had found Aunty Martha’s son, Evelyn’s mind had not known peace. She prayed constantly, hoping Noah would soon be reunited with his mother. She knew too well the ache of longing, the quiet pain of waiting year after year with nothing but hope to cling to.

She reached the doorway just as a cold draft slipped inside.

"Madam, it’s freezing outside. Please wear this."

Jimmy’s voice came from behind her, and a long coat was draped carefully over her shoulders.

"Thank you, Jimmy," Evelyn said softly, accepting it without hesitation.

She had really been too eager and had forgotten her coat entirely. The night air was sharp, and she knew if Axel saw her standing outside unprotected, he would worry endlessly.

Once she was adequately covered and comfy, Jimmy opened the door.

Almost at the same time, a familiar car came to a stop not far from the entrance.

Within a fraction of a second, Axel stepped out of it.

Just as she expected, the moment he spotted her, he strode toward her in a flash, taking long strides.

Concern was written plainly across his face.

"Why are you coming outside?" he asked, his voice low but unmistakably worried.

Evelyn smiled faintly. "I did this every day... before the accident," she replied casually, as if it were nothing.

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