Evelyn didn’t waste time. "Axel found Aunty Martha’s son."
Oscar froze mid-sip. "He did what?"
"He found him," she repeated, nodding.
Oscar nearly choked on his coffee. "You’re kidding. I searched for years. Every lead said the boy was dead. No records. No trace. It was like he vanished into thin air. How could Axel have found him so fast?"
"Well, I can’t tell you the details of how he found him. But he found him," Evelyn said calmly. "Axel kept it quiet because he didn’t want to raise Aunty Martha’s hopes before confirming it."
Oscar leaned back, running a hand through his hair.
"Unbelievable. Of course, Axel would be the one to pull that off. That man treats impossible tasks like weekend hobbies."
Evelyn smiled. "Indeed. You remember, his name is Noah...right?"
"Hmm, I remember."
"Now, he goes by Ethan," Evelyn explained.
Oscar blinked. "Ethan?"
"Yes, Ethan Wright," Evelyn said.
Hearing that name, Oscar’s brows drew together as he stared at Evelyn. That name rang in his mind, as if he had read it before.
"Wait," he said slowly. "Ethan Wright?"
Evelyn tilted her head, watching his reaction closely. "Yes. You know him?"
"Know him?" Oscar let out a short, breathless laugh, more disbelief than amusement. "I don’t know him personally, but I swear I’ve seen that name somewhere." His eyes suddenly lit up. "Eve, let me borrow your laptop."
Before she could respond, he was already on his feet.
He crossed the office in long strides and dropped into her chair, as it belonged to him.
"I need to check something," he muttered, fingers already flying over the keyboard.
Evelyn shook her head, amused. "You didn’t even wait for permission."
"You summoned me. That gives me temporary office privileges," he replied without looking at her.
Evelyn can’t help but smile faintly and leans against the sofa, her gaze fixed on the scenery outside the window. Her thoughts drifted, pulled by a familiar name that now refused to stay quiet.
Ethan Wright.
The name echoed in her mind, tugging loose memories she hadn’t revisited in years.
Back when she was still actively involved with the Walters Group, she had attended a gala dinner in another city.
It had been an extravagant affair, all crystal chandeliers and forced smiles. She remembered meeting a young businessman there, calm and sharp-eyed, with an aura that didn’t quite match the polished suit he wore.
His name had been Ethan Wright. He is the CEO of Wright Group from Nevalis City.
At the time, she hadn’t thought much of it. Businessmen came and went, and their names blurred together. Especially if they didn’t have a project with the Walters Group.
But now that Axel has found Aunty Martha’s missing son, the coincidence feels too loud to ignore.
’Is it really the same person?’ She wondered.
Before she could sink deeper into her thoughts, Oscar suddenly shouted, "Gotcha! Eve, I finally found it!"
Evelyn nearly jumped. "Do you have to announce it like that? Jeez, you almost gave me a heart attack—"

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