Eva Nightingale was held by him, and the first sensation was cold, with his large calloused hands; he handled guns often.

He tightened his grip slightly, then tightened it again, and then let go.

Just as Eva Nightingale was about to withdraw her hand, he grabbed her delicate wrist, pulled hard, and she dropped into the seat next to him.

Eva Nightingale: "..."

Why does it feel like all his domineering ways should be justified.

Victor Gale offered her a bowl of bone soup, cautiously saying, "Don’t be mad, think of me as... your uncle."

He looked at her, with big eyes and peach-colored eyeshadow, but her pupils were light blue, a delicate blue, elegant and beautiful, complemented by her blue gemstone necklace, very pretty.

"Thank you, Uncle." She remained polite.

For some reason, Victor Gale felt oppressively intimidating; just now, mom said Bennett listens to him, could he be...

Eliana Beckett sat beside them, outwardly calm, but inwardly hoping, Victor Gale wouldn’t notice anything, Eva Nightingale’s makeup completely concealed who she resembles.

Thinking this, Victor Gale’s gaze suddenly shifted over, with an immensely powerful danger, dangerous, scorching danger, Eliana Beckett’s heart raced, fearing she would lose her elder’s position in front of Eva Nightingale.

She immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I’ll go to the bathroom."

Victor Gale watched her back.

Why run.

Eliana Beckett fears nothing, ruthless, why is she so afraid of him!!

She dares to deceive, dares to lie, if she has the guts, don’t run, don’t escape.

Victor Gale took off his coat and draped it over Eva Nightingale, like a loving father, saying, "It’s raining tonight, the air is chilly, don’t wear so little, if you catch a cold your mom will worry."

Eva Nightingale: "...???"

She was totally bewildered, turned to look at him, although he was Eliana Beckett’s "friend," but an elder, undeniably, this man was very charming, handsome, able to become friends with someone like Eliana Beckett, and make her flustered, make her yield, Eva Nightingale admired him a lot.

Meeting his deep eyes, they conveyed a heavy love, a sense of time-weathered experience, steadfast and grand.

"Be good, wear it," he said.

Eva Nightingale quickly averted her gaze, this deadly man, no wonder Eliana Beckett would yield to him. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Eva Nightingale looked out the window, sure enough, a light drizzle was falling.

He is a thoughtful man.

Eliana Beckett fled the scene, no longer having the courage to continue eating, repeatedly splashing cold water on her face in the bathroom.

On that night, for the sake of reclaiming that set of jewelry because Eva Nightingale liked it, she agreed to Victor Gale’s deal, saying they wouldn’t have any ties, why did he suddenly show up tonight and catch her off guard.

Whatever happened between her and Victor Gale when they were young wasn’t love, just raw hurt, he kept saying, "Eliana, I want to make up for the time we missed."

Eliana Beckett calmed herself, headed back to the dining room.

Taking a deep breath, she could not let her image collapse in front of Eva Nightingale.

She tried hard not to be intimidated by his gaze, who knew, just as she arrived at the dining room, his gaze fixed directly on her again.

Eliana Beckett was unsettled by his stare.

Eva Nightingale sensed the tense atmosphere, looked at Eliana Beckett who had just sat down, then at Victor Gale, the way he looked at Eliana Beckett was exactly how Lucas Knight looked at her.

"Uncle, Mom, I’m done eating. You take your time, I have plans with friends tonight."