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.

Wildridge Manor, Fox felt

was still in Huyoniville. If she returned to Wiltspoon too soon, Evan would visit Du's Group, fail to find her, and inevitably connect the dots between Abby

one of the safest places. Evan wouldn't dare lose her belongings there, but retrieving

wasn't Evan's private property. It was under Grandma York's domain, with her children, in-laws, and others living there too. Even with her skillset her ability

hand. He sat down on the bed, eventually reclining halfway as

brother, but the hour was far too late. His brother and sisterin-law were surely

several long messages, only to delete them each time. He didn't dare wake his brother-doing so

he sent a quick text to

"You still up?"

a moment, but Tatum eventually

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

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