The next day at the King Mansion everyone was gathered by receiving an anonymous messaged asking them to meet there.

As they looked around Jessica wore a smug look as Josh Miller walked in Greeting everyone and introducing himself.

“What the hell are you doing here,” Andrew asked with hate laced in every word as he spoke. 

“This is why,” Josh smirked as he handed Andrew a envelope and took a step back waiting to see Andrew’s reaction. 

Andrew opened the envelope and pulled out a few photos, took one glance as he thumbed through and instantly shoved them back inside. His face turned from cold to furious in the matter of seconds as he looked up and glanced at Eva. 

Eva stood frozen to the ground as a cold sweat broke out all over her body. She instantly knew what was on those pictures and feared what Andrew would do next.

He stormed over to her and grabbed her arm in a tight grip, pulling her behind him down a hallways. He stopped in front of a door and pushed her into a room, closing the door quickly and locking it in place. 

When Andrew returned to the living room, Josh had already excused himself after playing out his mission given to him by Jessica. 

“Just what the hell is going on son,” Leonard piped up to ask the question floating around in everyone’s minds. 

“This is between Eva and me and no one needs to interfere,” Andrew answered in a cold tone before leaving to go back to Eva.

Jessica smirked in satisfaction as she watched her plan play out before her. Andrew would definitely divorce Eva now and the road to capturing him would be clear for her once more. 

Inside the study, Andrew stood frozen, his gaze bouncing between the photos and Eva. She trembled under his intense stare, tears streaming down her cheeks as she tried to muster the strength to speak.

"Andrew," she started, her voice cracking, "please… believe me. I didn’t—"

Before she could finish, Andrew crossed the room in two swift strides and pulled her into his arms. "I know," he whispered, his voice filled with guilt and tenderness. "I know you didn’t do anything."

Eva’s knees buckled under the weight of her emotions, but Andrew held her firmly, his hand tracing gentle circles on her back as she sobbed into his chest.

"Why didn’t you tell me?" he asked, his voice breaking with hurt. "Do you trust me so little that you couldn’t come to me?"

"I tried!" she cried, clutching at his shirt. "I called you so many times, but you didn’t answer. I… I didn’t know what else to do."

Her words pierced through him like a dagger. He had seen the missed calls on his phone, but his mission had taken precedence—a mistake he would never forgive himself for.

"If Lucas hadn’t picked up… if he hadn’t come..." Her voice broke as she stuttered through the painful memory. "Josh would have—he would have—"

Andrew’s entire body tensed, his muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike. "That bastard will never get near you again," he growled, his tone deadly. "I’ll make him pay for even thinking he could touch you."

Eva buried her face in his chest, her sobs shaking her fragile frame. "I shouldn’t have gone. I knew something would happen. I was so stupid."

Andrew tilted her chin up to meet his eyes, his heart aching at the sight of her tear-streaked face. "Don’t you dare blame yourself," he said firmly. "You did nothing wrong, Eva. This is on them—on Josh, on Jessica. And they’ll pay for it."

His lips found hers, a kiss filled with unspoken apologies and promises. "I’ll fix this," he murmured against her lips. "I’ll make sure they never hurt you again.”

Back in the living room Tristan had managed to pull Evander aside to discuss what was happening, when James arrived. Pulling James over with them, they questioned why he was there looking for Andrew.

“Sir asked me to bring this pen drive of the wedding Eva went to yesterday,” James quickly said and then went on to explain everything he knew. 

“Hand it to me and I’ll make sure he gets it,” Tristan stated before snatching the drive from Jame’s hand. Then he sent James off to collect any more evidence he could find.

Tristan and Evan went to Andrew’s study to watch the pen drive, but moments later Tristan stormed out of Andrew’s study, his steps purposeful and his face a mask of fury. Evander followed close behind, his own expression just as grim. Jessica watched as Tristan barked orders to the guards, her confidence wavering when she realized she had underestimated just how much trouble she was in.

"Take her to the base," Tristan commanded the guards, his voice leaving no room for argument.

"Tristan, what are you doing?!" Jessica shrieked as the guards grabbed her. She struggled against their hold, but her defiance was cut short when one of them knocked her unconscious with a swift blow to the back of her head.

"Finally," Evander muttered, his tone exasperated. "I’ve been waiting for this."

As the guards dragged Jessica out of the mansion, Leonard and Vanessa looked on in shock. "What is going on?" Leonard demanded.

"Uncle, we’ll explain everything later," Evander said before hurrying after Tristan.