Just as her lips touched the cold glass bottle, a howl echoed, and the fierce-faced thug in front of her suddenly fell to the ground.
Replacing him was Caden Lockwood, with a face so grim it seemed like he was ready to kill someone.
"Uncle!" Evelyn instinctively moved closer to Caden Lockwood, clutching his arm tightly, "What are you doing here!"
A surge of unmistakable excitement and joy rose in her heart. She instinctively believed that with his appearance, she would be saved!
Caden Lockwood squinted his sharp, cold eagle-like eyes, exuding a terrifying aura. He glanced at the pale-faced Evelyn, his handsome face showing no change, but a fleeting, indistinguishable emotion flashed in his eyes, followed by an even more fierce expression.
He should have been furious with her, should have roared at her, but seeing the unabashed dependence in her eyes, his hardened heart quietly softened.
He pulled her into his embrace, his large hand gently stroking her back in comfort.
