"Chapter 8- The truth behind his wealth"

"Well... goodnight, Klein," he waved goodbye to Klein as he walked him to his house, "mhm, goodnight," he waved back, not long ago Laurice came with Evans. "Klein? who was that man?" Klein stopped as he tried to reach the doorknob, "Auntie... and... Mr. Evans, good evening," Klein greeted. "huh? you called me Ethan once," Evans knotted his brows, "he's not Ethan... Klein," she tried to explain but Klein stopped her. "I know, but he has something to do with Ethan, it seems like you've remembered something Aunt," he opened the door for them.

'creaakkk' "let's head inside," Klein offered them, 'he hasn't answered my question, who is that man?' she glanced at Evans as they stepped inside the house, she whispered to him. "who do you think the man was?" she pulled him down as he whispered, "I-... from the way that man wears, he looks no ordinary man, it seems like Klein made a friend with an organization," he whispered back as he caught suspicion on Klein. "you know I can hear you whispering non-stop, don't worry I'll tell you about him," he wiped his face with a wet towel, suddenly Laurice thinks of something. "Klein..." she placed down his bag as Evans wander around the house, "yes?" he answered blandly, "are you gay?" she asked curiously, both Klein and Evans froze from her question. "excuse...me?" he slowly glanced at Laurice,

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"oh, he's a 'friend'?" she asked, "yes, just a friend," he repeated as Evans sipping hot tea in front of them, "where did you meet him?" she asked curiously, "I met him in..." 'wait- I can't just say I met him in a dark ally- wait what should I do-' she noticed he stopped talking, she placed down her tea and was about to say something. "he seemed to be looking lavish, is he loaded?" Evans interrupted, Klein stopped answering their questions, "actually... he's not just a friend, I met him online and he's my lover now," he lied because he couldn't think of another excuse, his answer shocked them that they dropped their teacups.

"so... you're gay right?"

"probably,"

*passed out from Klein's shenanigans*

***

"Sorry for that Evans, I'll make sure I'll feed him with my scoldings," she sighed while holding her head, "not you calling me Evans again," he pouted like a grown-up baby. "alright Alex..." they both stared at each other and smiled, Klein at the back of them grossed out. "Ugh, go home already, group of ants will come here if you both keep it up," he started spray insecticides around the corner, 'why is he so bitter,' they looked at him. "anyways, can you try to find the guy and check his background for me," she whispered for a favor, "alright, I'll try my best, goodnight,"

***

As Evans walked towards where he parked his car, he suddenly heard footsteps coming towards him. "may I ask who it is?" he stopped and glanced around without lowering his guard, "let me guess, you're the same person who waved goodbye to Klein," he began walking care-free towards his car, he leaned on his car as Tristan emerged from the dark shadow. "wow... you seemed to be scarier than I thought, I always thought Klein's type of men are soft boys, I guess I was mistaken," he shrugged as he opened the lock of his car.

"what are you talking about?" he knotted his brows puzzled, "he said you were his lover, I believed it even though it's a lie, but hope you treat him better... I'm watching you in the name of the Evans Family," he leaned back again and he looked like he was mocking him. "do you think I'm scared of the Evans, I will treat him better than anyone," he left Evans with dominant aura stuck in the air, 'Tristan Obelia, you seemed interested in the Adrien Heir,' he sat on his car, 'he seemed to be a dangerous person. I need to check on him first just like Laurice asked me, but most of his information is private or hidden most of them are fake also, shit..' he bit his nail as he thinks of Tristan as a big threat to Klein.

'RIINNNGGGGG!!!'

"Hello? Oho~ Evans? why did you call," a woman's voice answered the phone, "I want you to check for Tristan Obelia, give me all of his information, occupation, etc. I'll pay you handsomely under my name," he asked for the woman's favor in a serious tone. "My, my~ alright! I might hand you the intel tomorrow night or maybe longer than that since Tristan Obelia's information is hidden or private but I may easily sneak on it," the woman said while typing fast on her keyboard. "Thanks, you're very reliable Naomi," he sighed, "just be glad I'm your friend," she proudly said.

***

[1:05 pm... at Evans' office]

'DING!'

Evans has received an email from Naomi. "secretary, kindly call for Ms. Heinry we're about to talk something private," the secretary rushed out from his office as he opened the email she sent,

'it came earlier than expected, great work Naomi,' he crossed his arms as he leaned on his chair, "you called me?" she bursts on the office. "yes, take a look, I have the information of the man," he calmly said, "well, then let's open it," she rushed towards him to open the email.

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[sender: Naomi Williamson]

[enjoy the intel, I need sleep, goodnight I guess?]

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"Tristan originated in Russia, he is a son of the wealthy CEO in Russia, also he's part of the mafia which means he could be a dangerous threat to us if we tried to restore the Adrien's, he might be working with that illegitimate child who killed her own foster parents and threatened them to pass down the wealth only to her," he hypothesizes. Laurice slammed the table "that wicked wrench, she's the reason why Klein is living such miserable life," she gritted her teeth, Evans looked at her and rubbed her back to calm her down. "there are more information of him, let's calm down first," he said.

***

"oh, you're here again... Tristan?" Klein looked at him, "yeah, shall we eat lunch together?" he offered him. "no need, I have to study," Klein hurriedly waved goodbye at Tristan, Tristan waved back with suspicion "good luck," he only stated.

[Auntie]

: stop hanging out with him,

Auntie attached a file*

: where the heck did you got this Aunt???

: It's for your own good, I don't want you to be reckless in making friends, end your relationship with him, and stay away.

*end*

'how will I ignore him, If he keeps acting so nice,' he rushed walking towards the library,

to be continued...