---- Chapter 7 "Eve Costa? How is that possible? Eve, are you part of the Costa family? Mr. Costa's only..." Lucas looked at Eve, who lay on the hospital bed and looked foolish. He was unable to utter the word "daughter". Robert sneered without saying a word. He just winked at the butler behind him. "If she were the daughter of the Costa family, why didn't she tell me? If | had known earlier, how could | have..." The butler impatiently pushed Lucas away and walked straight to the bed. He usually had a calm demeanor, but a trace of pain flickered in his eyes as soon as he saw Eve's condition. "Eve." He called Eve softly. Eve's gaze remained blank, and she murmured to herself, "I'm sorry. I'll never do that again." She had been proud, but she was reduced to such a timid state. Robert's expression turned grim instantly. "Lucas, you have some nerve treating my daughter like this." Lucas hung his head and dared not say a word. ---- Robert walked close to the bed and took Eve's hand. The warmth from Robert's rough palm instinctively drew Eve to seek comfort. She got closer to Robert. Robert embraced Eve tenderly. She had always been strong-willed, and she had never relied on him since she was a little girl. The butler called over the doctor. "Prepare the transfer paperwork immediately. We will take care of the daughter of the Costa family." The doctor wanted to say something but was silenced by a single look from the butler. Alina had already been afraid of her biological father. She nearly collapsed upon learning that Eve was Robert's most beloved daughter. "Investigate it! Find out exactly what Eve has been through these days!" Lucas and Alina were dumbfounded. After issuing orders to his subordinates, Robert said no more. He just put on a long face and watched the butler busily arrange Eve's transfer. Half an hour later, Eve was carefully carried into the black car, a symbol of the Costa family's power and prestige. Robert sat beside her and gently held her cold hand. "Let's go home, my dear." ---- Back at the Costa manor, the servants efficiently settled Eve, who was disoriented. Then a private doctor was arranged. Robert stood outside Eve's bedroom, holding a report just delivered by his subordinates. Seeing the photographs of Eve covered in bruises and wounds, he crushed the cigar in his fist. "Anyone who harmed Eve will face consequences! Lucas Smith and the daughter of that bitch..." After receiving meticulous care, Eve gradually recovered. Three months later, in the garden of the Costa manor, Eve stood by the large window. Sunlight danced on her now-lustrous golden hair, and her eyes, which had been blank, had rekindled with a sharp brilliance. "Has the news that | will be getting married been released in the newspaper?"