Chapter 155

Evelyn pressed her lips together and dropped the subject. "Let's go back."

After returning to the villa, she settled Ethan in bed and immediately retreated to her room to check her messages. The black avatar had sent her a file along with over a dozen texts.

Her expression darkened as she read through them.

Scorpion.

She had planned to deal with him after Ethan's leg healed, but the bastard kept targeting those close to her.

Evelyn lowered her gaze and typed rapidly.

[Find Scorpion's current location for me.]

The reply came swiftly:

[Last spotted at LoseDemon Bar, No. 383 Jiutong Road, Rongcheng.]

[Thanks.]

[Don’t underestimate Scorpion. Make sure you’re fully prepared before making a move.]

She ignored the warning. Changing into dark clothes, she slipped out of the villa unnoticed.

Unbeknownst to her, the curtains in Ethan’s room stirred. A tall figure stood by the window, watching her vanish into the night.

Within minutes of leaving, Evelyn sensed she was being followed. It took her half an hour to shake the tail before she hailed a cab to LoseDemon.

The bar’s entry fee was an exorbitant $2,000, catering exclusively to the wealthy. Its risqué entertainment never led to trouble—thanks to powerful backers.

After paying, Evelyn accepted a fox mask from the host and descended to the underground venue. Deafening music pulsed through the air.

Couples swayed intimately on the dance floor. She averted her gaze and headed for the bar, ordering a drink.

Scorpion frequented this place, but she wasn’t sure he’d be here tonight.

The bartender eyed her delicate jawline and porcelain skin, pegging her as a beauty. He mixed her drink and added a complimentary pudding.

Evelyn smiled, resting her chin on one hand as she surveyed the room with feigned curiosity.

After thirty minutes, the bartender confirmed she was alone and struck up a conversation. "Here by yourself, gorgeous?"

She downed her drink and smirked. "Got a problem with that?"

"Not at all. But it’s not safe." Desire flickered in his eyes. "My shift’s ending. I could take you home. Or... if you want to keep partying, I’m game."

Evelyn pretended to consider it. "Let’s go home. No fun alone. Thanks."

"My pleasure."

After changing, he led her toward the private booth area.

"Isn’t the exit up front?" she asked.

"Too crowded. Staff use this route—leads straight to the subway."

"Alright."

The music faded as they moved deeper into the hallway, footsteps echoing.

"How much farther?"

"Almost there."

Two hulking men suddenly blocked their path at a corner, reaching for Evelyn. She dodged and glared at the bartender lurking behind them. "What’s this about?"