Chapter 291

"Ms. Sullivan, you can be careless with what you eat but not what you say. When was I ever under your control?"

Warren stood tall and composed with a blazer draped over his arm. He wore a tailored suit vest and a meticulously chosen black shirt.

His features were stern and his eyes deep-set. Each step he took seemed to thin the air around him as he strode toward them with a commanding presence.

He reached Evelyn's side and draped the blazer over her shoulders. The coldness in his eyes melted instantly into warmth and affection as he looked at her, his voice soft and husky.

"Why are you wearing so little? What if you catch a cold?"

Evelyn looked at him in surprise. "Why are you here?"

Warren gently ruffled her hair before turning his gaze to Clara, a mocking smile tugging at his lips.

"How would I hear such a delightful joke if I didn't come? Ms. Sullivan, how many times do I have to tell you? There was never anything between us, so how could she take anything from you?