As the sun rose, the alarm clock rang too.

Evelyn, who was sleeping soundly, opened her eyes. She yawned and stretched out her hand to switch off the alarm clock. Lifting her sheets, she got up and glanced at the left side of the bed habitually. She wasn't surprised to see Theodore absent. She wore her slippers and got off from bed. As she walked to the french windows, she pulled the curtains aside and opened the windows.

A whizz of cool wind swept past her. As she took a deep breath, there was an instant feeling of delight spreading all over her.

Giving herself a big lazy stretch, she was ready to wash up.

As she turned around, she caught two figures standing at a distance from the corner of her eyes. She immediately paused to take a closer look. She could only see Theodore and Eric standing by the fountain in the middle of the backyard. As Theodore's back was facing the window where she was standing by, she couldn't see his expression. But she had seen the nervous expression shown by Eric.

At this time, Eric's hair was slightly disheveled. His shirt seemed like the one he had worn yesterday. He was making exaggerated hand gestures at Theodore, his mouth was moving non-stop, and he was tugging at Theodore's arm from time to time. When he saw Theodore not giving any response, he continued his gestures.

In her eyes, Eric was a man who could always keep his poise. When she saw this situation, she instantly had a bad gut feeling.

If an experienced chief of criminal police could be that anxious, something big must have happened!

Did Aston's car accident really have something to do with Theodore? Maybe Aston had made a police report and Eric, who had insider's information, came desperately to discuss some plans with Theodore?

Oh my God!

Evelyn rushed out from the room nervously. She ran down the stairs, straight to the fountain in the backyard and shouted "Chief Finley!" loudly.

"Dr. Morgan- Evelyn, good morning." Eric immediately paused the conversation, and smiled as he greeted her.

"Chief Finley, what's going on? Please tell me." Evelyn was slightly out of breath as she asked him desperately. She glanced at Theodore. When she saw that he was still smiling at her, she got even more anxious.

Eric gave an awkward look. "This... I was thinking of..."

"What is it that you're assuming?" Theodore interrupted faintly.

Evelyn shook her head. "I don't know anything, that's why I've come to ask you."

"You can't help us, so don't get yourself involved. Behave and go eat your breakfast." Theodore smiled and patted her shoulder as he gestured to her to get inside the house.

"But..."

Eric comforted her, "Evelyn, don't worry. I will take care of this matter."

"Does he have any evidence?"

"Evidence?" Eric was confused. "What evidence?"

"Evidence that shows that the car accident was planned."

He and Theodore exchanged glances and seemed to have caught on. He heaved a sigh of relief and asked with a smile, "Evelyn, what do you think Theo and I are discussing about?"

"Isn't it about Aston's car accident?"

Theodore interrupted rudely, "Who do you think Aston is? Is he even worth our attention?"

"What?"

Eric explained seriously, "Evelyn, we're not talking about Aston. It's about Grace."

Evelyn was shocked again. "What happened to Teacher Grace?"

Eric was hesitant for a while. Raising a hand to look at his watch, he said, "Evelyn, it's almost time to go to work. You can have your breakfast first. I'll tell you everything on the way to work."

She noticed that he was trying to avoid her gaze, and a faint blush appeared on his tanned cheeks. She then remembered that Zion had once mentioned that Eric liked Grace. She also noticed that Theodore was seemingly in disdain when he talked about Aston. Evelyn realized that she had misunderstood the situation, and that she was showing great concern toward Theodore. Afraid to be seen through, she guiltily ran back into the house.

After Evelyn had gone far enough, Eric turned to look at Theodore and asked, "Did Evelyn find out about something?"

"We didn't do anything wrong. What's there to be afraid of her finding out？"

"Aston wouldn't even be in this accident, if it wasn't for Zion's impulsiveness. Luckily, he had only broken one of his legs. If he died, you guys wouldn't have gotten away with it. If this affects the supposedly smooth process of the Phoenix Gully project, you are done"

"The truth is, Aston met with an accident after taking drugs."

"Who was it that had secretly sent someone to provide Aston with genuine drugs? Who had then persuaded him to drive after taking drugs? If the victim had reported to the police, it wouldn't be hard to find out about all of these."

"So what if the police find out? He's a scum." Theodore was in disdain.

"He is indeed a scum. But nobody can ignore the laws and cross the line to punish scums!"

Theodore was getting impatient. "What happened cannot be undone. What are you going to do with Zion?"

"It's not about what I'm going to do. I'm reminding you to warn Zion to be more careful when handling with things in the future, and look at the bigger picture in everything, especially for now. SkyForge Group cannot lose the Phoenix Gully project."

As he said this, Eric eased his tone and continued, "However, Aston didn't know that he had fallen into the trap. All he knows is that he has to bear the penalty for driving after taking drugs. That's why he didn't dare make a police report after breaking his leg, nor did he alert the insurance company. So, nothing will happen to Zion. But that doesn't mean that he would be this lucky every time."

"I know that. I'll have a talk with him after that." Theodore also eased his tone.

"Also, tell him to not meddle with things between Grace and me. I will settle it on my own."

"He's just concerned about you."

"I know that." Eric suddenly thought of something, and walked into the house with a concerned look on his face. "Oh yea, Theo, Dr. Morgan really cares about you. Will you guys really turn this into something real and develop true feelings toward each other?"

Theodore's gaze warmed up instinctively as he raised one of his brows, asking, "Can't we?"

"Both of you are still single. If you are really serious about her, of course you can. But if you're just playing around, then you should let her go. She's not like the girls that you've had before. She's too innocent. Once an innocent girl gets involved in a relationship, she will give all her heart and soul to it. I don't want my subordinate to get hurt in a relationship at such a young age. Moreover, I don't wish for my best friend to be the one hurting her!"

"Aren't you troubled enough about Grace? You still have the time to meddle with so many other things."

"Theo, I'm talking about a serious matter with you." Eric said sternly. "Tell me honestly, you and Dr. Morgan..."

"Not interested! Now are you reassured?" Theodore smirked. "Do you think everyone is just like you, having a unique interest in forensic doctors?"

"I..."

"Stop chattering. Take more frequent trips to your Graceful Beauty's house whenever you're free, maybe..."

"Young Master! Young Master!" George suddenly shouted as he sprung out from the house. "Good news! Extremely good news!"

Looking at him with a joyful look, Theodore felt anxious and quickly approached him. "Grandpa has recovered?"

"It's not about Senior Master. It's Mistress! Mistress is pregnant!"

"What?" Theodore was shocked.

"Pregnant?" Eric responded after a while and pulled him aside. He exclaimed "Look at what you've done!"

Theodore ignored Eric. He pulled George's arm and asked urgently, "Is she really pregnant?"

"Yes," George thought he was too happy to believe it and nodded repeatedly, "She's already having pregnancy symptoms, and she's about to vomit in the bathroom until she faints! Young Master, you should go inside and see her."

Theodore suddenly had a confusing expression on his face. Nobody could guess whether he was going to cry or laugh.

Eric thought he was looking guilty, and got even angrier. Pointing at his nose, Eric scolded, "Since things have come to this state, you must take your responsibility till the end! If you don't... Hey, are you listening to what I'm saying? Hey?"

"You're long-winded." Theodore suddenly smiled and quickly walked into the house at a fast pace.

George hurriedly ran to keep up with him while he shouted all the way into the house, "Young Master is here! Young Master is here! Mistress, she..."

"What are you doing shouting so early in the morning? Are you that happy?" Ethan stomped his walking stick angrily onto the ground.

George, who was scolded, finally realized that his emotions didn't match the atmosphere of the room. He instantly froze in the middle of the living room and stuttered, "Oh, Senior Master, I..."

"Hmph!" Ethan glared at him. He turned to look at Theodore and pointed at the bathroom on the first floor, yelling, "Bring your wife upstairs with you and get lost immediately! Don't stay here and disgust others!"

At this moment, Theodore was walking toward the bathroom, ignoring his words. However, Eric, who was behind them, obviously couldn't take his words. With a hint of dissatisfaction, he said, "Grandpa, I heard that pregnant women are like that. Evelyn is now carrying the bloodline of the Kingsley family, you should..."

"This has nothing to do with you!"

"Grandpa..."

"Would you believe that I'll ask you to get lost too?"

After Ethan yelled at him, Eric didn't speak anymore as he looked pitifully toward the direction of the bathroom.

At this time, Evelyn slowly walked out of the bathroom with the help of Garcia.

Her face was pale, and there were faint tear stains at the corner of her eyes. The formal clothes that she had just changed into were slightly ruffled, making her look really messy. When she saw Theodore waiting for her by the door with a smile on his face, she was filled with range. If the others weren't there, she would really go over and give him a good beating, or even curse him angrily.

"You aren't feeling well? Let me bring you upstairs to rest." Theodore ignored her angry stare and gently replaced Garcia to help her.

"Rest? Rest my foot!" Evelyn thought.

Evelyn wanted to push him away angrily. However, he had already tightened his grip stealthily and threw her a warning look without being noticed by everyone.

She suppressed her anger and tried to force a smile as she responded, "I'm okay. I don't need to rest. I want to go to work."

Garcia quickly shouted in shock, "Mistress, your pregnancy symptom is so severe. You can’t go to work. You should stay at home and rest!"

"Pregnancy symptom?" Evelyn was shocked and then caught on after some time. Her face instantly turned red in embarrassment. "I'm not pregnant. I vomited just now because..."

Theodore cut her off and said, "You don't look well. Go upstairs and rest."

"No, I..."

"Evelyn, don't worry and stay at home to take care of the baby. I'll help you apply for the day off."

When she saw Eric turning to leave, Evelyn was desperate and she called out anxiously, "Chief Finley, you've misunderstood. I'm not pregnant. The reason I vomited just now was because..."

Theodore glared at her, and she immediately stopped talking.

Theodore had messed with her by purposely telling Garcia that she liked eating parsley. He ordered her to add lots of parsley into her soup. She didn't notice it and had had a mouthful of soup with parsley, so the next second, she threw up violently.

"If Grandpa figure out the truth of my disgust toward parsley, he would see through the affectionate acts between me and Theodore.. He would definitely use this as an excuse to make the both of us file for divorce. I can't get a divorce. Even if it meant that I would be misunderstood as a pregnant lady, I still can't get a divorce!

It didn't matter anyway. If Grandpa really believed that I'm pregnant, maybe he would stop his efforts in getting me out of the Kingsley family. He probably wouldn't kill his own great-grandson with his own hands." Evelyn thought.

After Evelyn made her decision, she looked up to exchange a glance with Theodore, only to see him struggling to hold back his laughter. She suppressed her anger and then walked away angrily.

Come down!

Fight with your wits.

Something flickered in her eyes as she hatched an idea. Her eyes hid traces of sly intentions as she called for Garcia.