Chapter 318

Evelyn spoke up at that moment. "Dad, I need to ask you something."

William looked up from his plate. "What is it?"

"What do you think about Victor's arrest?"

The mention of Victor made William set down his fork.

"What exactly are you asking? Whether I feel betrayed by a secretary I trusted for years?"

Evelyn pushed her barely touched soup away. She hadn’t come here for dinner anyway.

Her gaze locked onto his. "Is that all you feel? Just betrayal?"

"What are you implying?"

"Victor said something when he was arrested. Didn’t Sophia tell you?"

Sophia quickly interjected, "Evelyn, he said a lot of things. Which part are you referring to?"

"He said the Mitchell family would face retribution. Did you hear that?"

"Yes. What about it?"

"Do you really think he was just cursing because he got caught?"

Evelyn’s eyes flicked to Sophia, who fell silent.

She pulled out her phone and played the video for William and Margaret.

"Dad, are you sure Victor didn’t mean something more by that?"

"Enough!"

William slammed his hands on the table, standing abruptly. His glare was icy.

"Stop asking questions that don’t concern you. He’s been arrested. What’s the point of this? Don’t think sending a few people to help the Mitchell Group makes up for the mess you caused."

Evelyn’s lips curved into a bitter smile. "You still blame me?"

"Don’t I have reason to?"

"If this hadn’t happened, would Victor have been exposed? Do you even know how much he embezzled? Don’t you feel responsible for the company’s crisis?"

"Why should I? I didn’t tell him to steal."

The words struck Evelyn silent.

She regretted coming.

She shouldn’t have bothered.

William coughed violently, his face reddening. Margaret rushed to his side, soothing him before handing him a glass of water. The air in the room turned heavy.

Margaret’s voice was sharp. "If you’re not here sincerely, then don’t stay. We don’t welcome half-hearted gestures."

Evelyn let out a cold laugh.

"Fine. I shouldn’t have come. Good intentions are never appreciated here."

She pushed back her chair and walked out without another word.

Sophia hurried after her, catching up just as Evelyn reached her car.

"Evelyn, don’t take it the wrong way. Mom was just worried about Dad. I know you meant well—"

"I’m done with this. Whatever’s between Victor and the Mitchells, I won’t interfere. And my people will be out of the Mitchell Group by tomorrow. Handle the rest yourselves."

She rolled up the window before Sophia could respond.

The regret burned. She had expected resistance, but not to be outright dismissed.

Was it ridiculous?

Back at the apartment, Nathaniel was waiting. His eyes narrowed when he saw her expression.

"I thought you were having dinner at the Mitchells’. Did it end already?"