Eveline looked at the man with a scar in front of her. Her heartbeat stopped for a second upon recognizing the man.
"Who are you?" Eveline asked, still trying to pretend. Cleverly, she dialed the number of the security guard when she felt the tip of the gun pointed right at the middle of her forehead.
"You think I'm a fool!?" Tsar snapped at her. He snatched the phone from her.
"Please, don't shoot me. I didn't do anything," Eveline said, holding the arms of the chair tightly.
"Says the woman who gave birth to my bastard brother," Tsar muttered.
Eveline looked up into his eyes. "Lucius never did anything to you or Vladimir. Then, why are you after his life?" she questioned. "And what do you want from me? If you think I can help you in any way, then you are wrong. I am not related to Lucius. I abandoned him a long time ago."
