Evelyn Sherman thought back to that coquettish voice just now, and shivered at the thought that it was actually made by Collins Aiden.
She immediately turned to look at Chester Yale, her eyes filled with an odd expression.
How could there be such a sound when the two of them were together...
"Chester Yale, are you about to tell me that you've lived so many years and finally realized, the person you actually like is... ouch!"
Before Evelyn could finish her sentence, she got hit on the forehead.
Painfully covering her forehead, she was about to run.
After just a couple of steps, she felt something was off.
She had clearly intended to confront him, so why did it end with her retreating in a hurry?
"Chester Yale, was that person in your car just now really Collins Aiden?" Evelyn skeptically glanced at the man in front of her.
Seeing him nod, she believed it without hesitation.
The next second, she thought of a very important question.
