Chapter 120

Sebastian Cortez gave a slight nod, a faint smile playing on his lips. "I've heard Chairman Langley possesses a treasure map. I'd like to discuss it with you in detail another time."

Vincent Langley cast a meaningful glance at Evelyn. "Mr. Cortez, what you may not know is that Evelyn shares a close bond with Alexander Durand, the third son of the Durand family. If anyone understands his secrets, it would be her."

"Oh?" Sebastian studied Evelyn with interest. "You know Alexander Durand?"

Evelyn's eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her voice slightly hoarse. "Yes. The map Chairman Langley mentioned is actually a treasure map. Alex had a rare gift—he could effortlessly locate diamond deposits and gold mines..."

"Miss Roland, could you pass me the red wine?" Adrian Valentine suddenly interjected.

His arm brushed against hers, the heat of his skin searing through the thin fabric of her sleeve.

Evelyn subtly shifted away, shooting him a warning glare.

Adrian's gaze darkened, silently commanding her to stop.

But Evelyn had planned this moment for too long. It was time to set the bait for Vincent.

Vincent personally handed Adrian the wine glass, scrutinizing him. "Adrian, shall I pour for you?" His displeasure at the interruption was evident.

Adrian accepted the glass gracefully but didn't drink.

Vincent pressed on eagerly. "Evelyn, do you know how to piece the map together?"

Evelyn gave a bitter smile. "Alex taught me some, but my memory is hazy now."

Adrian's pupils constricted sharply.

He suddenly remembered seeing that painting—Renaissance Masterpiece—on Evelyn's phone.

It wasn’t just a landscape. It was a map in disguise.

Alexander’s treasure map had been in her possession all along.

Her words from a year ago, when she’d wept over the photo, echoed in his mind: "Adrian, if you had anything to do with Alex’s death, I will make you pay in blood."

She had been plotting her revenge from the start.

A storm raged in Adrian’s eyes.

Vincent sensed her evasion and coaxed gently. "Evelyn, you’re the only one left who can decipher that painting. Before his passing, Mr. Durand wanted to fulfill Alex’s last wish. As his lover, you understood him best."

"You're right," Evelyn murmured, pain flashing in her eyes. "Alex returned with the completed map, hoping his father would assist in the excavation. But within three months, the Durand family..."

Her gaze locked onto Adrian, hatred blazing. "The manuscript was split in two. One half is with Chairman Langley. The other..." Her voice turned icy. "Is in Adrian Valentine’s hands."