Adrian Grant murmured. His eyes were fixed on the computer screen. He could hardly believe it, that the person who took Evelyn away was Raina. It was his wife, Raina Lowell. Not only was she not dead, but she had come back herself to take her child away. Adrian Grant suddenly became tense and at a loss, standing there stiffly trying to calm himself, to stay composed. This must not be his imagination. He knew it, without a body, there was a chance Raina was still alive. Great, his Raina is alive. Adrian was overwhelmed with emotion, and after calming his inner turmoil, he took out his phone and dialed Caleb Landon’s number. Once the other party answered, he happily instructed: "Listen to me, Raina is not dead, she came back, but then she left again with Evelyn. Immediately check all the nearby surveillance cameras, I need to know her whereabouts immediately." Caleb was very shocked. He found it unbelievable, how could Raina Lowell not be dead? It had already been a month since she fell into the sea. The president had even used her belongings as ashes, held a funeral for her. And now he says she’s not dead and has come back? To verify if what the president said was true. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel·fire.net Caleb didn’t dare delay, and after hanging up the phone, he immediately sent someone to investigate. Adrian Grant was still standing in the surveillance room, repeatedly looking at Raina Lowell’s figure on the computer screen. His long fingers gently touched her image, his heart ached with sharp pain, even breathing became difficult. "Raina, is it really you?" "Why didn’t you die, and why are you only coming back now?" Adrian was both overjoyed and in tears. But he didn’t understand why Raina, who had come back, didn’t find him but left with Evelyn. Where is she taking Evelyn? Afraid that his wife, who had finally come back alive, would leave him again, Adrian couldn’t wait any longer and immediately went out to find her. Just as he was driving around the city, Caleb’s call came through. Knowing there must be news about Raina, Adrian pressed the answer button and anxiously asked: "Where is Raina? Give me the address and I’ll go pick her up." Caleb said, "I asked the Transportation Bureau to access the surveillance and sent it to you. President, that person does seem to be the madam, but it looked like she voluntarily got into someone else’s car with Evelyn. I’m checking the identity of the other party now." Adrian opened the surveillance video received on his phone. In the video, just by the roadside not far from their villa area, Raina was seen holding little Evelyn, surrounded by several men in black and getting into a car. He could see that Raina didn’t look like she was being forced. So who were these people? How did Raina get to know them? The more he watched, the more anxious he felt. Adrian suddenly had a bad premonition. He was afraid Raina was deliberately avoiding him, escaping from him. Because she didn’t want to be with him, she must have faked her death to extricate herself, and then, when they all believed she was truly dead, she came to find the opportunity to take Evelyn away. Adrian couldn’t accept that Raina willingly left him. He sat in the car, convincing himself over and over again that it couldn’t be what he thought. Once he found Raina and asked her in person, he would decide. In the countryside, in a castle. The doctor came to check on little Evelyn and said that it was due to excessive use of sleeping pills that caused him to remain in a coma. Raina Lowell couldn’t believe Adrian Grant would give sleeping pills to his own child just to be with Isabelle Everett. How could they be so cruel? Evelyn was only three, large doses of sleeping pills could damage his organs. Heartbroken for her son, Raina Lowell bent down to kiss him, and thought of her daughter, not knowing where she was, whether she was alive or dead. Her heart was torn to pieces with worry. At this moment, a servant opened the door and respectfully said: "Young Madam, the Master requests you to join him for dinner." Raina Lowell found their use of this title extremely awkward. But there was nothing she could do to stop it. After all, Damien Sinclair was a madman. To avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble, she could only comply. After adjusting her mood, Raina Lowell followed the servant downstairs. In the luxurious and bright dining room, under an expensive crystal chandelier, at the end of a five-meter-long dining table, a man dressed in bespoke, expensive attire. Sitting there, noble and elegant, breathtakingly handsome. Raina Lowell walked over, and a servant helped her sit down next to him. The man looked at her, with tenderness like water. "Raina baby, eat. Look how thin you’ve become, you need to eat more and get chubby, you know." Raina Lowell nodded, quietly asking him, "Is there any news about my daughter?" "You mean the little baby? Not yet." Damien Sinclair’s face darkened, cursing out of nowhere: "A bunch of useless people, can’t even find a child, Raina baby don’t worry, I’ll kill them later to vent your anger." He picked food for her, his actions seemed so normal. Raina Lowell didn’t dare to make further demands. Otherwise, if he did kill someone, how terrifying would that be. She buried her head in the meal, always worrying about her daughter. Not knowing if her daughter could come back. And not knowing who wanted to bring harm to her and her children. Perhaps staying by Damien Sinclair’s side, they could be temporarily safer. Just then, the butler came to report: "Master, an esteemed guest has arrived, it’s the president of The Grant Group, Adrian Grant, would you like to see him?" At the mention of Adrian Grant, Raina Lowell tensed up and suddenly looked up. Damien Sinclair noticed her unusual reaction and asked: "Raina baby, do you know him?" Raina Lowell avoided his gaze, feeling guilty. Would Adrian Grant come because she took Evelyn? Or did he come to discuss divorce? No matter what it was, she couldn’t hide from Damien Sinclair any longer; otherwise, if this man lost his mind, the consequences would be unthinkable. Gathering the courage to meet Damien Sinclair’s gaze, Raina Lowell could only relent. "If I tell you, will you promise not to get angry?" Damien Sinclair smiled. But in his eyes, there was a storm of impending bloodshed. His voice was gentle, yet carried a silent chill that could take lives without a trace. "Raina baby, tell me, why would I get angry? I never get angry with Raina baby." Raina Lowell knew he would get angry. His appearance clearly showed a dagger hidden in a smile. As if knowing the truth the next second would take her life. But she still had to tell the truth. "Adrian Grant is my husband, but I will soon divorce him. If you find me dirty, you can kick me out, I will have no complaints." After speaking, Raina Lowell’s heart was in her throat. She didn’t care about Damien Sinclair’s feelings. She was just afraid that if this man lost his mind, he’d harm her and the children. She didn’t mind, but Evelyn was her life, and she would never allow Evelyn to be hurt again. "Raina baby, you’re deceiving me again, aren’t you?" Damien Sinclair got up and embraced Raina Lowell tightly, looking panicked and speaking incoherently: "Your husband should be me, right? How can you have another husband besides me?" "Do you not love me? In the ten years apart, had you already forgotten me?" He was agitated, his hands slid to Raina Lowell’s neck, choking her, lifting her head, and stared at her with bloodshot eyes. "Tell me, do you not love me, why do you have another husband besides me? Hmm?"