Chapter 233

However, as Evangeline set her favorite cup on the water dispenser and was about to hit the boil button, the sound of keys jingling at the door stopped her cold.

Oh no! Was she about to face off with a burglar?

A shiver shot up her spine as she realized something was very wrong.

This was the Eastgate District in Avalon City, the safest place around. Plus, no crook would waltz in through the front door, right?

Thinking this, Evangeline crept to a spot by the entrance where she could not be seen, clutching a vase just in case she needed to defend herself.

The front door swung open, and a warm, familiar voice filled the quiet living room. "Evie, you up?"

That voice... Evangeline knew who that was. She quickly put the vase down and stepped out.

There he was, her uncle Yale, looking like he had trekked a thousand miles, still calling out for her.

"Uncle Yale! When did you get here?"

She quickly grabbed a pair of guest slippers and slid them in front of Yale.

Yale shrugged it off.