To Evelyn Grant, it felt like a long night.
She drifted in and out of sleep. Maybe her pain tolerance had improved, but in any case, the wound didn't hurt as much anymore.
When she woke, her head felt groggy and heavy. Outside, the sky was already bright.
Sophie Keaton was nowhere to be found. Evelyn struggled out of bed, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
With no phone, she had no idea what time it was. She opened the door and slowly made her way downstairs, where she saw Sophie Keaton and Regina Hale in the living room.
Preston Keaton had just landed in Cygnus and rushed over. Outside, layers upon layers of bodyguards, equipped with the most advanced gear, formed a tight, heavily fortified perimeter around the entire villa.
He had come in such a hurry that he hadn't waited for Julian Keaton, who was scheduled to land in Cygnus later.
The moment she saw her son, the weight on Regina Hale's chest finally lifted.
