Fox turned back to look at Evan, her gaze lingering for a moment. After a long pause, she said, "Thank you for returning my things."

That simple statement felt like a definitive break between them.

Evan's dark eyes softened as he replied, "Don't go out late at night anymore. You should

rest."

He didn't add that she'd end up exhausted during the day, surviving on multiple cups of coffee just to stay awake.

Fox chuckled lightly. "I enjoy late-night outings-it's a habit I'm not ready to break. Goodbye, Evan."

With a small wave, she turned and, under his watchful gaze, opened the door. Within seconds, she vanished into the night.

was safe in Wildridge Manor, Fox

Huyoniville. If she returned to Wiltspoon too soon, Evan would visit Du's Group, fail to find her, and inevitably

Manor was one of the safest places. Evan wouldn't dare lose

her ability to scale walls and evade detection-Fox wasn't willing to provoke Grandma York. Getting caught by the sharp-eyed matriarch? That was a humiliation

phone in hand. He sat down on

but the hour was far too late. His brother

delete them each time. He didn't dare wake his brother-doing so would

he sent a quick text

"You still up?"

Tatum eventually responded with a voice

just woke up from a nap. The eldest miss has an early morning tomorrow, so I have to

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