CHAPTER 603: CHAPTER 603: DOUBTFUL INTENTIONS

Back at the Sinclair Family’s old house, Yara Reagan and Evelyn Clayton were accompanying Pauline Warren in the kitchen, making desserts.

The living room was filled with a sweet, milky aroma, which Shane Sinclair didn’t particularly like, so he held his breath slightly.

As he approached the kitchen, Shane heard Yara telling a joke, making Pauline giggle.

After Yara finished, Evelyn started telling a story with her distinct, cool voice.

Shane paused at the doorway, silently listening for a while.

"—and then the little squirrel angrily said, I was the little white rabbit yesterday."

Hearing the punchline, Shane couldn’t help but smile.

Pauline laughed even more joyfully, unable to stop herself; the cheerful atmosphere in the kitchen was infectious, and Shane felt incredibly relieved.

Keeping Evelyn Clayton here under irresistible terms was the right choice; it had been a long time since he heard Pauline laugh like this.

However—

Shane thought of the document in the email, his eyes showing contemplation.

The condition Evelyn proposed was simply... too simple, so simple that it made him almost suspect whether Evelyn had some hidden motives.

As the eldest son of the Sinclair family and the second pillar after his father, he must not only support the Sinclair family and take care of his parents but also guard against any potential threats.

Although Evelyn always gave him a relatively good impression, even so, he couldn’t let his guard down.

Shane stepped into the kitchen slowly, gently tapping on the kitchen door.

Pauline was the first to look over, her eyes and brows filled with laughter: "Hey, why are you back at this time? Perfect timing, we’re making strawberry bread, try some later!"

Shane smiled at Pauline and then looked towards Evelyn, his tone gentle: "Can we talk outside?"

"What do you need to talk about with little sis?" Pauline suddenly became nervous, "Shane, don’t bully little sis!"

"It’s okay." Evelyn smiled reassuringly at Pauline, "You and Yara go ahead, I’ll be right back."

Pauline listened to Evelyn, saying nothing more.

Seeing this, Shane’s eyes grew even darker.

Evelyn calmly followed Shane out of the kitchen to the back garden.

Meeting Shane’s scrutinizing gaze, she got straight to the point: "Saw the email?"

"What do you really want?" Shane was equally direct, "Your condition is too simple. If you’re just trying to deceive me to gain something else, I advise you to abandon that thought."

When he said this, there was a slight hint of threat in Shane’s eyes, "I can make you live like a princess in the Sinclair family, or I can make you fall instantly."

"Is that so?" Evelyn chuckled softly, still calm and unruffled, "Didn’t anyone tell you that I dislike being threatened?"

Facing Evelyn’s calm and smiling gaze, Shane raised his eyebrows slightly.

For the first time, he seriously looked at this seemingly frail, ethereal woman.

"You’re nothing like what I imagined," Shane said slowly, "You said yesterday you didn’t want what I offered, I thought you would ask for more... but you surprised me again."

Evelyn’s document only listed one condition.

"Help her find out the cause of her father’s death, and if necessary, the Sinclair family should assist her."

This condition was exceedingly simple.

Shane could fulfill this condition with just a flick of his fingers.

But the simpler it was, the more suspicious he became of Evelyn’s intentions.