Chapter 104

Victoria's sharp gasp made Gregory and Evelyn both turn toward the car window.

Evelyn rolled her eyes dramatically. "Gregory, look! That's Nathaniel! Who's that woman with him? It's the middle of the night, and he's out here alone with some girl? How inappropriate!"

Gregory's face darkened. First, because his daughter Evelyn was out at this hour with a man, and second, because he watched as she disappeared into the train station with him. From this angle, he couldn’t see the man’s face—just his broad shoulders and unremarkable clothes. One word came to mind: broke.

Cassandra sighed, feigning concern. "Dad, why would Evelyn date someone who takes the train? She could do so much better than this. The men Mom introduced her to at least had cars and houses!"

Victoria nodded in agreement, shaking her head. "Let her be. If she likes him, that’s all that matters. He’s tall, maybe even handsome, but if he’s poor? What then? We can’t afford to take in some freeloading son-in-law."

"Looks don’t pay bills!" Gregory snapped, his pride wounded. He’d just come from celebrating Cassandra’s new contract with a major company, clinking glasses with executives. And here was Evelyn, dragging their family name through the mud with some nobody.

Cassandra and Victoria exchanged smug glances. In their eyes, Evelyn deserved nothing more than a man who rode public transportation.

Inside the station, Nathaniel stood behind Evelyn, watching as she tapped at the ticket machine. The moment she finished, she turned and walked away without so much as a glance in his direction.

Nathaniel stepped forward, scanning the unfamiliar interface. He wasn’t clueless—just unfamiliar with the train lines. Which station was she going to?

When he glanced around, Evelyn was already gone.

The woman behind him huffed impatiently. "Are you buying a ticket or not? Some of us have places to be!"

Nathaniel turned, his icy glare silencing her instantly. She quickly scurried to another line.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Lucas. "Which station?"

Lucas hesitated. "Uh… I don’t know. I don’t exactly ride the train, sir."

"Figure it out. Now."

Just then, soft laughter drifted from behind him.

Nathaniel turned to see Evelyn leaning against a pillar, arms crossed, smirking. "First time at a train station, rich boy?"

He didn’t answer.

She grinned and tossed a ticket at him like a playing card. "Since you reimbursed my party bill, consider this my treat."

Nathaniel caught it effortlessly, glancing at the ticket between his fingers. His jaw tightened.

She bought my ticket too?

She was watching me the whole time.

Tch.