Chapter 91 The Mischevious Evelyn

• The car had been stationary for a long time before Michael finally pulled back. The air in the vehicle was heavy, smelling of rain and the unspoken fury of a man who refused to let go.
• Without a word, he moved back to the driver's seat. He drove through the darkness, the silence between them like a blade, until he pulled up to the gates of the Sin Estate.
• "Get out," he commanded, his voice devoid of emotion.