Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 528

"When did you become my dad? Do you really think of yourself as his son now?" Elliot teased.

Evander stopped by his car and pulled the door open. "No, I think of you as my son."

"Go to hell!"

Evander ended the call just as Elliot's photos came through.

…

Back at the hotel, Evander stepped out of the elevator and immediately saw the slender, lonely figure waiting for him in the hallway.

Her eyes were red and swollen. His own gaze hardened as he strode toward her.

"Evander…" Her voice trembled as she reached out and grabbed his sleeve. "Can you please help me find my brother? I can't get in touch with him."

Charlotte bit her lip, tears streaming silently down her face like broken pearls, hitting the polished floor and landing like stones on Evander's heart.

His frown deepened. He turned and opened the door to his suite. "Come inside first."

The moment the door closed, the sounds of the hallway vanished.

Charlotte clenched her fists at her sides. She didn't know why she had come to Evander, but when she realized something had happened to Wesley, her mind had gone blank. Julian hadn't been with him and couldn't reach him either. That abruptly ended phone call could only mean he was in serious trouble. At this point, she didn't care about the consequences.

"Evander, if you help me, I'll—"

He pulled out a chair at the bar and sat down, turning to look at her conflicted expression. "You'll what?"

She looked dazed, unable to answer.

"Are you planning to offer yourself as collateral?"

Charlotte mumbled, "Well, you never help for free."

Evander fell silent for a moment, his fingers tracing the rim of a glass on the counter. After a long pause, he sighed, took off his mask, and walked toward her.

"Charlotte," he said, his tone unusually formal.

She looked up at him.

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