Chapter 211

"Thank you, Mayor Cruz."

After seeing Vincent Cruz off, the three of them freshened up briefly before retiring to their respective rooms.

At the same moment, in Rongcheng.

Colin Keller hurriedly pushed open the door to Ethan Sullivan's office, clutching newly uncovered documents.

"Mr. Sullivan, we've located Ms. Sullivan. She's in Shili Village, south of Qingcheng."

Ethan's fingers stilled. His pen left an ink blot on the file.

"What is she doing in a place like that?"

"Likely... business-related matters."

"Leave."

Once the door closed, Ethan dialed Sophia Reynolds' number.

"Sophia, why did Evelyn go to Shili Village?"

Sophia's mocking laughter came through the line. "Since when do you care about MY Fashion's business trips?"

Ethan's eyes darkened. "She's my wife."

"Then you should ask her directly." Sophia hung up without hesitation.

Ethan stared at the darkened screen, his knuckles turning white. After a pause, he dialed a familiar number.

"Hello?" Evelyn's voice carried exhaustion.

"Visiting Grandma this weekend. Coming?"

"Can't. I'm on a business trip. Next time."

Silence stretched between them, filled only by their breathing.

"I'm going to sleep if there's nothing else." Evelyn ended the call first.

Over the next three days, Evelyn led her team through an in-depth inspection of the textile factory.

Inside the modest workshop, workers skillfully operated vintage looms. The dye house carried the fresh scent of plants, producing fabrics with rich, vibrant colors.

On the evening of the third day, Evelyn signed the cooperation agreement at the village council.

Vincent trembled with excitement, slaughtering his fattest hen that very night.

"Ms. Sullivan, this toast is for you!" He drained his glass, eyes reddening. "We won't let you down!"

Evelyn raised her cup with a faint smile. "It was your craftsmanship that won me over."

As the drinking continued, lightning suddenly split the sky outside.

Torrential rain poured down, quickly forming streams in the courtyard. Bianca Rose peered anxiously out the window. "Why is the rain getting heavier?"

A villager in a raincoat burst in, drenched. "Mayor! The Smith family's house is flooding!"