Flirted Wrong, Married Right Chapter 566: Have You Made Up Your Mind?

Evelyn Clayton’s expression showed a hint of severity.

"What photo?"

Unexpectedly, Lily Warren suddenly turned around and looked toward the door.

Evelyn Clayton’s gaze followed, just in ti to catch a glimpse of Elias Sherman’s figure flashing past the entrance.

Monts later, Lily Warren suddenly said, "Co alone, then I’ll tell you."

Her phrasing was odd, but Evelyn Clayton understood Lily Warren’s aning.

Perhaps she had so concerns, or sothing she didn’t want Elias Sherman and the others to know.

Could it be that Lily Warren didn’t trust the police?

At this mont, a chilling thought appeared in Evelyn Clayton’s mind.

Could Lily Warren be faking her current condition?

But this thought only passed fleetingly before she quickly dismissed it.

Because Lily Warren’s ntal instability was personally confird by the doctor.

Earlier, Evelyn even saw Lily Warren’s attending physician administer so kind of sedative dication.

It probably wasn’t false.

Leaving the hospital room, Evelyn Clayton wore a thoughtful expression.

Elias Sherman was waiting beside her, and seeing her co out, he couldn’t wait to step forward and ask, "How about it, did she say anything to you?"

After hesitating for just a mont, Evelyn Clayton shook her head.

By the ti she realized it, it was already a bit too late.

Evelyn Clayton’s heart sank slightly.

Her intention wasn’t to hide anything from Elias Sherman, but to quickly gain Lily Warren’s trust, so she could learn more information from her.

So Evelyn Clayton said sowhat vaguely, "I feel she’s not that hard to approach. I’ll try coming alone next ti, maybe it will work out after a few more interactions."

Elias Sherman didn’t suspect anything, just nodded and then politely saw Evelyn Clayton out.

Leaving the hospital, Evelyn Clayton didn’t return to the company; instead, she asked Rhys Jacobs where Soren Foster was placed.

Rhys Jacobs sent her the address.

After reviewing it, Evelyn Clayton sat in the car to calm her mind.

She drove back ho and finished the breakfast she missed in the morning, just to fill her stomach.

As evening fell, Evelyn Clayton drove alone to the hotel where Soren Foster was staying.

Rhys Jacobs was very cautious; he had arranged for Soren Foster to stay at a small hotel, but the surroundings weren’t bad, which sowhat preserved Soren Foster’s dignity.

Moreover, Rhys Jacobs seed to know the hotel owner, and as soon as Evelyn Clayton arrived at the hotel entrance, soone ca to greet her.

"Our boss said, rest assured in handling your affairs. If there’s any movent, we’ll inform you promptly," the young receptionist whispered to Evelyn Clayton.

Evelyn Clayton nodded, thanked her, and went up to the third floor where Soren Foster was located.

There weren’t many rooms on the third floor, and although the corridor was long, it seed there were only four or five rooms.

Evelyn Clayton arrived at the door of room 305 where Soren Foster was staying and knocked.

After a while, Soren Foster’s slightly hoarse voice ca from inside, "Who is it?"

Evelyn Clayton responded sternly, "It’s ."

After so ti, Soren Foster opened the door.

He was tall, looking down at people with drooping eyes, his gaze appearing extrely dejected.

Seeing Evelyn Clayton, Soren Foster stepped aside to invite her in, sneering softly.

"Director Clayton, could you give a heads-up next ti? You make it seem like I’m having an affair with you."

Evelyn Clayton walked to the round table in the room and sat down, looking back at him with an indifferent expression.

She spoke in a detached tone, "You’re overthinking. I never do such things. Even if I wanted to do sothing, I’d have soone co to ."

Once Soren Foster sat down, Evelyn Clayton was unhurried.

"So, have you thought it over?"