The next morning, Sylus Fowler delivered the information he had gathered on Yvette to Daniel. Looking at the single sheet of paper, Daniel cast a questioning glance at Sylus, his secretary of over ten years. “Since when did he learn to slack off? Why’s there only one sheet?” he wondered.

Seeing Daniel’s skepticism, Sylus felt a pang of regret, recalling his all-nighter. He had sought various sources but could only gather this much information on Yvette. Her past seemed erased, so he could only obtain recent records. This paper represented his exhaustive work.

Daniel skimmed Yvette’s information before tossing the paper onto the hospital bed. Then, he smiled sinisterly. “Well, the Chambers family really knows what they’re doing, huh?” he mused. Is Yvette, who caused Ethan’s hospitalization, Zachary’s long-lost daughter? She had hurt Nellie, forced the Carter family to apologize, bankrupted the Sullivan family, and caused their disappearance from Seacrity—all within a month of her return.

Daniel had heard about the Sullivan family’s recent downfall. They weren’t top-tier, but they held some influence and their business prospered. Therefore, their bankruptcy surprised him. At first, he assumed they’d offended someone powerful. He never expected Yvette to be the mastermind.

In his anger, he almost forgot something important. According to the duty manager, Jimmy, Yvette herself had bet 100 million dollars with Ethan. It wasn’t Ryan who cashed out, meaning she possessed more than that amount.

Daniel often socialized with Zachary and wondered, “Zachary doesn’t seem like someone who’d simply give his newfound daughter several hundred thousand dollars. Besides, the Chambers family isn’t as powerful as it used to be, and that’s no small sum.”

“She must have someone powerful behind her,” he concluded. “After all, Zachary wouldn’t have held his position in Seacrity this long if he were reckless. He would’ve been crushed in politics long ago!”

Lack of sleep made Daniel’s stubble prominent, aging and grimifying his appearance. His voice, hoarse as nails on a chalkboard, rasped, “Do you know what happened between Yvette and the Sullivan family?”

Sylus, familiar with Daniel’s vengeful nature, especially concerning his son, Ethan, knew he wouldn’t let this go. He thought, I couldn’t obtain much information, but I’ll thoroughly investigate this matter involving the Sullivan family. A piece of paper won’t suffice for Daniel.

Cautiously, Sylus said, “From what I’ve found, the Sullivan family’s daughter, Sharon, offended Yvette, leading to revenge. However, there’s another mysterious man involved. I doubt she alone could’ve driven them out of Seacrity. He must have helped her.”

Daniel felt relieved. He’d been wondering how Yvette managed to single-handedly oust the Sullivans overnight. The first time he saw Yvette’s photo, he was struck by her striking, distant beauty. He knew she’d be stunning in person.

He speculated mentally: He and Yvette must have some sort of special relationship. “Do we have any information on him?” he asked.

Sylus shook his head. He hadn’t found anything about the mysterious man. “Two possibilities,” he explained, “either his identity is unfathomable, or he’s not rooted in Seacrity and thus untraceable.”

Just then, Ethan groaned from the hospital bed, distracting Daniel. He quickly called for a nurse.

Once Ethan woke and saw Daniel, he flailed in anger. Daniel reminded him to calm down. “Son, the doctor said you need to stay calm. Relax, I know how you feel.”

Ethan’s eyes burned with malice. “Dad, go find Yvette and lock her up. I want to torture her myself.”

Daniel scolded him mentally, Ethan isn’t grasping the severity of this. What is he acting so dramatic for? He said, “What nonsense are you spouting? Can’t you see the nurse is still here?”

Ethan, consumed by hatred, was only focused on revenge.

Sylus met Daniel’s gaze and understood. He shot the nurse a sympathetic look, thinking, Oh, poor thing! She’s so unlucky to be assigned to care for Ethan.

In his fury, Ethan pressured Daniel to arrest Yvette. Afraid of Ethan’s rashness, Daniel immediately called Police Chief Jonathan Quigley and ordered Yvette’s arrest for assault.

Jonathan, owing his position partly to Daniel’s support, readily complied. Their past dealings had been more overt, but since Wyatt became mayor, they had to be more discreet. Arresting a university student seemed inconsequential.

After giving his orders, Jonathan left for a meeting. By the time he returned, the police station was in chaos. It was too late.

At Argrol University, the police went to Dean Patrick's office, obtained Yvette’s records, and then proceeded to her physics class. Patrick was secretly pleased. What did Yvette do to warrant this? he wondered.

The police officers found the classroom empty. “Does anyone know where Yvette is?” they asked.

The students remained silent. The police, unused to such blatant disregard, felt embarrassed but couldn't force answers.

Nolan, one of the officers, asked again, “Where is Yvette?”

Patrick stood awkwardly by. Bonnie quietly asked classmates to shield her from view. Before she could text Yvette a warning, she heard a familiar voice: “Looking for me?”