His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire (Evadne and Thaddeus) novel Chapter 1132

"You said it yourself—the Fifth Penitentiary is full of inmates with mental issues," Cassius said dismissively, not giving it much thought. "That man probably has his own problems, which is why he's insisting he doesn't." He added, "It’s like a drunk man swearing he’s sober. Same principle."

"Not at all."

Both men turned to look at Evadne. "On the contrary," she explained, "someone who's truly mentally ill rarely claims they're sane. They usually think everyone *else* is the one with the problem."

Jason's eyes lit up. "That makes sense!"

Cassius nodded slowly. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"From your description, Jason, the man's speech was clear and articulate, not like someone who's lost their mind," Evadne continued. "He waited for the perfect moment to rush toward Mr. Dempsey, which suggests he's been suppressed for a long time, just waiting for a once-in-a-lifetime chance he couldn't bear to miss." She then turned to Jason. "So what did your uncle do?"

"My uncle said that before he could even understand what was happening, the guards were dragging the inmate away. They called him a complete lunatic and were far rougher with him than with any other prisoner."

A look of surprise crossed Cassius's face. "That's strange. If he was there to provide legal aid, every inmate should have the right to a consultation. Why would they stop that man by force?"

Evadne's mind was always sharp and quick to connect the dots, especially when it came to coincidences. She had a fundamental disbelief that so many overlaps could happen by chance. It was like her time in Country L as "Paloma," fighting alongside Thaddeus, dependent on each other for survival; that was a choice she had pursued with all her heart. Later, when she'd disguised herself as a caregiver at the nursing home to look after her grandfather, it had also been an excuse to see Thaddeus, to catch even a glimpse of him.

Coincidence, fate… it was all nonsense. It was just her own meticulously planned devotion.

"Jason," she said, her voice firm, "find some time to go back to the Fifth Penitentiary and dig up more background on that inmate. Also, try to find out how Mason is doing in there. I'll ask my uncle to do everything he can to get that case file. He's at the Attorney General’s office in Elmsworth, with connections all over the legal system. He'll find a way."

Jason's expression turned serious. "Yes, Ms. Evadne."