Chapter 150: Best Friend Duties
Lucius cursed under his breath, bringing his hand to cover his eyes, trying to stop himself from punching the guy in front of them. Zevian, barely able to control his anger, clenched his fists, ready to strike Ronan for his idiotic knight show. That maid was their only key out of this mess! How could he get rid of her?!
Ronan could feel the anger simmering from the group and glared at his own stupid right hand. "Make it clear, Carson!" he growled, his voice thick with frustration.
"Oh, I’m sorry." Carson quickly realized his mistake. In his excitement and fear of being kicked in the balls by the intimidating man in front of him, he had revealed only half of the truth. "We fabricated her death. She’s under our custody and will spill the truth sooner now." Looking at Evelyn, he added, "Grace will be free soon."
"Thank goodness!" Avery sighed aloud. So Ronan hadn’t been a total jerk! she thought, glancing at Ronan. He had still managed to support Evelyn, making up for his cruel mistakes in the past few days.
"And who is the one that’s dead?" Evelyn couldn’t help but ask. They had seen the body being taken away on the news, and she was worried this mafia gang might have hurt another innocent person. Many had already died in this mess, with her indirectly responsible for it, and she didn’t want another name added to the list.
"Someone who was willing to do it for a reward," came a familiar voice from the entrance. They all looked up to see Damien as the guards quickly bowed, clearing a path for their boss.
"Damien!!" Avery squealed, almost as if excited to see him again. She quickly masked her happiness with a serious look, reasoning that it must be because she knew he would handle this mess better. It wasn’t like she was missing him or anything. Or did she?
"Dom!" Lucius was equally excited to see his brother-in-law. As Damien stepped inside, passing by guests still waiting at the door, Lucius pulled him into a hug. Handling their empire was easy work, but his promise to protect Zevian and his wife had become a headache. Only Damien could manage it well!
Damien smiled, and after pulling back, he went to hug his friend. Zevian wrapped his arms around Damien, a sigh escaping his lips, glad to have him back. He’d wanted to call and ask him to come for a while until Evelyn was proved innocent, sure they could clear this mess quicker together. But Damien didn’t needed it; best friend’s duty calls were important than his work, forcing him to come over without needing a request.