Caden Lockwood's eyebrow twitched, but his gaze still didn't move away from Evelyn Morgan. Instead, he asked, "Do we have a razor?"
Sean Ashton was taken aback, then quickly took a razor out of the car's compartment and handed it to Caden Lockwood.
Looking at Caden Lockwood again, his face was pale and haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, and he already had deep dark circles. He hadn't had a decent meal in five days, and managing one meal a day was quite an accomplishment. He had clearly lost weight.
Having been by Caden Lockwood's side for so many years, Sean Ashton had truly never seen him in such a defeated and rundown state. He couldn't help but feel heartache.
Caden Lockwood took the razor, faced the mirror, and after shaving off his stubble, tidied his hair, put on sunglasses, opened the car door, and got out.
After straightening his clothes, Caden Lockwood continued to step toward the restaurant where Evelyn Morgan was.
