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.

Manor, Fox felt no urgency to

Wiltspoon too soon, Evan would visit Du's Group, fail to find her, and inevitably connect

of the safest places. Evan wouldn't dare

there too. Even with her skillset 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

his room, phone in hand. He sat down on

wanted to contact his eldest brother, but the hour was far too late. His

messages, only to delete them each time. He didn't dare

a quick text to

"You still up?"

a moment, but Tatum eventually responded

nap. The eldest miss has an early morning tomorrow, so I have to get up early to prepare

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