Raina Lowell returned to The Everett Family. She found that her son and Alaric Jennings were not there. She called to ask, and Alaric Jennings told her, "I’m at Lowell Manor with Evelyn." Raina Lowell felt a bit irritated upon hearing this, "What are you doing at Lowell Manor without any reason?" Even though Adrian Grant had given her the property. She didn’t care for it. And she wasn’t going to live there anymore. She didn’t understand why Alaric Jennings would take Evelyn there. Alaric Jennings said, "Someone invited us over, and I thought I’d check out what was going on. In the end, Adrian Grant wouldn’t let go of Evelyn." Raina Lowell realized something, and after hanging up, she quickly drove over. Previously, Elias Sheridan had contacted her, saying Adrian Grant was ill, but she hadn’t paid attention. But since Elias Sheridan was a doctor himself, why bring Evelyn and Alaric Jennings over? Could it be that Adrian Grant had found out that Evelyn was his child? The more she thought about it, the more anxious Raina Lowell felt. She was afraid Adrian Grant would fight her for Evelyn. Afraid that The Grant Family wouldn’t allow her to take Evelyn away when the time came. Raina Lowell drove her car swiftly. When she arrived at Lowell Manor, she entered the living room and didn’t see Evelyn, only Elias Sheridan and Alaric Jennings sitting there. She was really angry, her face unable to hide the anger. Alaric Jennings hurriedly stood and gestured upstairs, "He’s still being held by Adrian Grant in the room." Elias Sheridan pulled him aside separately, saying there was something he wanted to discuss. They hadn’t talked for long before Raina rushed over. Seeing that Raina was clearly unhappy, he knew he had made a mistake. He shouldn’t have softened and brought Evelyn over with Elias Sheridan. He was about to head upstairs when Elias stopped him again. "Let them resolve their issues by themselves. What’s yours can’t be taken away." Alaric Jennings hesitated for a moment, then sat back down. In fact, he had some suspicions about why Adrian Grant was seeing Evelyn. He just didn’t want to admit it! At that time, in the master bedroom upstairs. Little Evelyn glared fiercely at Adrian Grant, whose head was full of injuries, and said angrily, "Begging me won’t work; I hate you. There’s no way I’ll let mom be with you, and we’re about to go abroad with Uncle Jennings. We’ll never see you again." Adrian Grant didn’t tell the child he was the father. Weakly leaning against the headboard, his forehead wrapped in white gauze, hearing his own son say he hated him, his heart felt like it was soaked in acid. The burning pain was so intense it suffocated him. He held onto Evelyn, still reluctant to let go, his voice hoarse as he spoke. "You and your mom are leaving the country?" Little Evelyn pouted proudly, "Yes, mom likes Uncle Jennings, and he’s willing to marry her. We’ll be a family when we go back. You have no idea how happy we’ll be." "Let me go; I hate you to death. If not for you, my sister wouldn’t have left us back then." The little guy couldn’t pull his hand back, got very angry, and bit Adrian Grant hard on the back of his hand. Just then, Raina Lowell pushed the door open and came in. When he saw her, Adrian Grant let go of the child. Little Evelyn turned and saw his mom, immediately rushing over to hug her. "Mom, this big bad guy is so annoying, kept holding onto me, made me sick." Raina Lowell pulled her son over, seeing that Adrian Grant was indeed injured, his expression and face looked so bleak. As if he had suffered some major blow, he looked very haggard and in pain. She didn’t care, and not a ripple of emotion stirred in her heart, turning with her son to leave. Adrian Grant weakly called out to her, "Raina, let the child out. I have something to say to you." Raina Lowell didn’t listen, thinking they had nothing to say. And she didn’t want to spend another second with him. But Adrian Grant threatened, "If you don’t listen to me, I definitely won’t let you take Evelyn and Alaric Jennings away." After all, that’s his child. And still has no child. Evelyn is his only son. How could he bear to let them go? Before, he wasn’t qualified to intervene, but now, he would strive to fulfill his duty as a father. Raina Lowell paused, despite her anger, she agreed and let go of her son, saying, "Evelyn, go wait for mom downstairs." Little Evelyn sighed, "Mom, don’t listen to his nonsense. He’s probably trying to make you forgive him and be with him, but we can’t give him a chance." If Uncle Jennings hadn’t brought him over, he wouldn’t have come. Thinking of his sister’s death, he really hated this big bad guy. Raina Lowell patted her son’s head, nodding in agreement, gesturing for him to go out first. She then closed the door, and when she got to Adrian Grant, she didn’t say a word and slapped him hard. The slap made Adrian Grant’s head turn to the side. Immediately, five finger marks appeared on his pale, handsome face. Adrian Grant knew he deserved it, so he didn’t complain, his moist eyes meeting Raina’s, his throat moving with difficulty. "Why didn’t you tell me the truth?" He was referring to Evelyn being his son. But Raina Lowell feigned ignorance and warned, "Adrian Grant, I made it very clear before. I don’t love you, and I never thought of being with you again. If you dare to approach my child again, there will be no end between us." She truly didn’t even want to look at him for an extra moment. She turned around to leave again. Adrian Grant raised his hand to grab her wrist and asked frankly: "Tell me, why didn’t you tell me Evelyn was my child, Raina? If I had known they were my children earlier, I would have never just watched Aurora die." As soon as he finished speaking, his handsome face took a resounding slap. The slap left Adrian Grant stunned. He stood there for a long time, feeling the burning pain on his face. But that pain was not even a tenth of the pain in his heart. "Adrian Grant, do you think you have the right to question me?" Raina Lowell hadn’t expected Adrian Grant to truly find out that Evelyn was his child. This way, they couldn’t blame her anymore for having a child out of wedlock, or call her shameless. Adrian Grant realized that Raina might have also found out later that the child was his. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have kept it from Grandpa back then. His wounded, bloodshot eyes looked at Raina, filled with guilt and self-blame. "I’m sorry! If I had known it was you four years ago, I would never have broken off the engagement and let you go abroad." "It’s my fault, I caused our daughter’s death. No matter how you punish me, it’s okay, but can you not leave with Evelyn?" He held her arms with both hands, lowering his head as tears silently fell. His humble plea made people feel sorry for him. But Raina Lowell still felt her heart as calm as still water, without a ripple. Maybe after experiencing the death of her daughter, she had seen through everything! She didn’t even shake off Adrian Grant’s hands, just looked down at him coldly, her small face expressionless. "What right do you have to forbid me from leaving with Evelyn? You seem to forget you once called him a bastard, an illegitimate child." She could endure all of this. What she couldn’t bear was the harm he caused her four years ago, forcing her to leave her home. Couldn’t accept he just watched their daughter die. Even wrongfully accused her of causing Grandpa’s death, then turned around to marry Isabelle Everett. Does someone have the right to be her child’s father? "I know I was wrong." Adrian Grant buried his head and cried out loud, "Raina, I truly know I was wrong. If you give me a chance, I promise I’ll make it up to you and the kids." Raina looked at him, listening to the tremors in his sobs. This man could actually cry. He used to be so imposing, so full of himself. When she knelt begging him, how indifferent he was. He probably long since forgot! Raina Lowell mercilessly shook his hands off, throwing out her words: "Adrian Grant, I told you, I will not forgive you. I do plan to leave with Evelyn, and you have no right to stop me." Truly, she didn’t want to breathe the same air as him for another moment. She turned and left without looking back. Adrian Grant reached out to grab her again, but caught nothing but air. He watched Raina disappear out the door, collapsing onto the floor and never getting up again, and finally lay there crying his heart out, filled with regret. Raina Lowell left the room, she could still faintly hear the sound of sobbing. But she was unmoved, walked downstairs, and took her son’s hand, "Evelyn, let’s go." The mother and son headed out, and Alaric Jennings quickly followed. It was already evening by then. The sky wasn’t that dark yet. When the three of them reached the courtyard and were about to get in the car, they coincidentally encountered Mrs. Grant who had just arrived. Mrs. Grant, unable to reach her son, came personally to find him. Upon arrival, she saw Raina Lowell with her son, together with another man. Her heart soured, and she stepped forward, cursing: "Raina Lowell, how shameless can you be, bringing another man and your bastard child to Adrian and your old marital home—what kind of place do you think you’re putting Adrian in?" Raina Lowell got in the car with her son. Before she could respond, Evelyn angrily shouted: "Old lady, shut up, you can’t talk about my mom like that." Alaric Jennings also said, "Mrs. Grant, why does someone of your age speak so vulgarly?" Mrs. Grant was so furious, she didn’t want to argue with these three. She threw a hateful glance at Raina Lowell and walked up the steps into the house. She was going to see what Raina Lowell and that bastard man came here for. Raina didn’t bicker with the elder, she quickly drove away. Mrs. Grant entered the house but saw no one. Google seaʀᴄh 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵 When she reached the master bedroom, she saw Elias Sheridan and her own son in the room. Adrian was injured, with his head wrapped in white gauze. Worried, she approached to ask, "Adrian, what happened to you? Did that bitch Raina Lowell bring someone to beat you up?" Adrian Grant, who had just steadied his emotions, leaned against the bed head with Elias Sheridan’s support. Seeing his mother still held such animosity towards Raina, he angrily corrected: "Mom, can you please not talk about Raina that way?" Mrs. Grant’s old face was stony, losing all its prior grace. She unhappily said: "She’s gotten involved with another man and brought her bastard child here to humiliate you, yet you still speak for her." Adrian Grant, feeling helpless, weakly spoke the truth: "Evelyn is not anyone’s bastard child. He is my child, he and Aurora are my flesh and blood."