Chapter 293

Evelyn gazed into Sebastian Orlando's deep eyes, sensing an uncanny familiarity about him tonight.

The way he scolded Isabella Langley with that roguish attitude was identical to Alexander Durand's mannerisms.

Meeting his expectant gaze, she dismissed her doubts. A person's essence couldn't change so easily. Alexander's unique aura wasn't something anyone could replicate.

"Sebastian, that chapter of my life is over. You should rest. I need to check on the children."

She turned to leave.

Sebastian watched her retreating figure, a shadow flickering in his eyes. Evelyn, have you really given up on me?

Only after confirming she'd safely entered the opposite apartment did he shut the door. The thought of Vincent Langley's successful scheme twisted his lips into an uncharacteristically cold smirk.

Vincent Langley, I'll make sure you savor every bitter drop of defeat.

The mineral atlas was exhausted. Even with Vincent's resources, not a single diamond remained to be mined.

Evelyn's phone rang the moment she stepped into the living room.

Seeing Vincent's caller ID, her eyes turned glacial. So he's finally made contact.

"Hello." Her voice could freeze hell itself.

"Evelyn, Phoenix Group seized all the diamonds I excavated. Their influence is too powerful. The atlas is depleted now—there's nowhere left to dig."

Vincent's tone held an unfamiliar gentleness she'd never heard before.

"You're the only one who's seen that painting. Can you help me locate it?"

Evelyn smirked inwardly. The atlas had been destroyed long ago. This was her chance to toy with him. Those diamonds had fallen into her hands effortlessly.

"Mr. Langley, I've been searching for that painting too, but found no leads. I truly wish to fulfill Alexander's dream."

Everything proceeded according to plan. Next, she'd lure Vincent into his own trap.

"Evelyn, this was Alexander's final hope. At the auction that day—do you really not remember what that woman looked like?" Vincent pressed urgently.

"Chairman Langley, I'll keep searching and notify you immediately if anything surfaces."

Ending the call, her eyes hardened further.

Adrian Valentine's venomous threat to imprison her still haunted her. Knowing him, this vendetta ran deeper than just Alexander.

But with no concrete clues, her priority remained the children.

Vincent paced his bedroom like a caged predator.

Alexander had discovered ore a hundred times more valuable than diamonds. Without that painting, even the most advanced equipment couldn't pinpoint its location.

Alexander was a born genius. Finding that masterpiece meant acquiring wealth beyond imagination.