My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Hearing Frank's deduction, Alston gradually calmed down. He, too, thought it was weird for Zephyr to make someone strike Evangeline for a lover.

That man's methods and schemes are rather frightening.

Suddenly remembering something, Alston asked abruptly, “He's a cautious man... Would he have guessed that the people in the forest were sent by me?”

“It doesn't matter,” Frank responded. “The people who failed the assassination have been already taken care of. He has no proof or the gall to make a move on you, so don't worry.”

Only then did Alston stop fretting, and he patted Frank's shoulder. “I'm glad that you're here.”

Before Alston became the president, Frank had taken a lot of hits for him and had resolved a lot of issues for him as well. However, as Frank was from a different country and little was known about him, Alston had always avoided trusting him completely.

But now, Alston realized he could put his faith in his trusted aide.

Frank said, “On your birthday that day, Ms. Joule came to me. She told me she was forcibly brought back by Osborn and despised him. We can rope her in since she is always by his side and knows his movements. Who knows? She might be of help to us one day.”

Alston considered that idea and thought that it would work. “You'll be in charge of contacting Ms. Joule, then. Just use whatever you need to get the job done.”

“Understood.”

Right after their conversation ended, the door of the operating room finally opened.

Alston made a beeline toward the doctor and asked nervously, “How is she?”

“Good news is that the wound is not that deep. Her carotid arteries are fine, and she's basically out of the woods,” the doctor said.

However, before Alston could finally feel relieved, the doctor ushered him to a corner and added, “You should already know that Ms. Evie has the extremely rare Phnull blood type, so I hope you can find a few people with her blood type and store some of this type of blood. Otherwise, if she were to lose too much blood again, sending her to the hospital wouldn't be of much use...”

The Sheratons' bodyguards and his bodyguards could easily protect Evangeline from bodily harm, but he could not guarantee that Evangeline would not harm herself.

Seeing Evangeline's blood gushing out in the ward a moment ago was enough to cause Alston's heart to clench.

Evangeline was his life. He could not let anything happen to her.

After the doctor left, Alston beckoned Frank over and uttered lowly, “Use whatever available connections. I need you to find someone for me, and I'm willing to accept any requests the other person might have. She needs to be in Lostaria no matter what. If she refuses, we can just chop off her legs and take her here.”

“I understand.” Frank nodded. “I've already asked Ms. Evie's housekeeper to be here. It's best if you don't stay here any longer.”

Knowing that Evangeline did not want to see him, Alston left the hospital with Frank.