Trapped in Love

Chapter 879 In Chaos 

“Reuben! It’s Mr. Casey!” Julian exclaimed, panic in his eyes.

Stunned, Reuben asked, “What did you say?”

Evan asked, “What’s going on?”

Reuben replied, “Sir, I think Mr. Casey might be dead…”

He then recounted the earlier incident to Evan, who rushed to the scene within two minutes.

Upon arrival, Evan saw Casey, who had been extracted from the car by Reuben and Julian and placed on the ground. Casey’s top was stained red with blood.

Evan sneered at the tragic sight. ‘How foolish is he to crash himself to death?‘

Reuben reported with a frown, “Mr. Casey isn’t breathing, sir.”

Julian added, “My condolences, sir.”

Unimpressed, Evan retorted, “Condolences? Do I look sad to you?”

Realizing his mistake, Julian hastily apologized, “I’m sorry, sir. I spoke without thinking!”

Evan ignored Casey and looked toward his mother’s unscathed tombstone. He coldly ordered, “Get someone to take him away so he won’t bother my mother’s resting ground here!”

Reuben complied, “Yes, sir!”

After arranging for Casey’s removal, Reuben drove Evan home.

Evan asked, “How did you find Casey?”

Reuben explained, “We found him on Chisouth Road by lucky chance because he had the car’s window down.”

Evan frowned. “Did you check his çar license plate? Whose name was registered to the car?”

Reuben confirmed, “I did. It’s a fake license plate.”

Evan thought, ‘Another fake license plate? Who on earth keeps doing this repeatedly?”

As Evan pondered, Reuben’s phone rang. He stopped the car and checked his phone, discovering it was the VP of Muricia’s MK. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

He put it on speaker, and Rowan Bloom urgently said, “Reuben, is Mr. Jordan there? Something bad has happened!”

Reuben handed the phone to Evan and watched as Evan sternly asked, “What is it?”

“Mr. Jordan! Please come to Muricia soon! The other party breached our firewall just five minutes ago!”

Evan’s expression turned cold. “What a bunch of useless people! How are the documents?”

“A confidential document related to the data of a software slated for launch in mid–year has been stolen, and the IT department can’t recover it.”

Evan sighed. “Understood.”

Rowan pleaded, “Please come to Muricia, Mr. Jordan. The company is in chaos now.”

Evan agreed, “Understood!”

Turning to Reuben, Evan commanded, “Book a flight to Muricia as soon as possible!”

Reuben was astounded. “Your engagement, sir…”

Evan assured, “I’ll explain to Caroline.”

At Bayview Villa.

Caroline was having her makeup done by the artist Charis Michel.

Charis complimented Caroline’s complexion. “How do you take care of your skin, Ms. Shenton? I don’t see many skincare products here.”

Caroline smiled. “I don’t use skincare products much, mostly just a toner and a sunscreen.”

Charis admired, “I envy you so much! Not many people can have such a good complexion with so little skincare.”

Caroline humbly replied, “You’re too kind.”

Caroline’s phone rang just as her voice faded.