Stella was so angry that her body trembled. She stared fiercely at Evander, feeling that his eyebrows and eyes seemed somewhat familiar. Instantly, she was startled. How could such a weak woman have raised such a domineering son? Not to mention that the boy had lost his life in a so-called brawl more than twenty years ago, and she had seen the body.

"You... Who on earth is it?"

Evander gave a seductive smile: "Is Mrs. May confused? I'm Olivia's man, a man who could kill House of De Rossi at any moment."

He turned to Sterling in a casual tone: "I heard that House of De Rossi has broken the family precepts and gone into business, disregarding the rules of politics?"

Sterling's face tightened and Stella nearly fell to the ground. It's true that House of De Rossi is doing business, but if the news spreads in politics, the political path of their descendants will be cut off.

If Evander were to get the news out, it would spread like wildfire throughout C and House of De Rossi would be in trouble. The top priority would be to keep him shut and save House of De Rossi.

Stella's knees gave way and she was about to kneel down, but Sterling stopped her.

"Freya is my wife, and if she makes a mistake, it is naturally my husband's responsibility."

As he was about to kneel down, Olivia's hands tightened a little. He was such a proud man, someone who had given her warmth and kindness, and she could not bear it.

"Evander, forget it. I haven't suffered any loss."

Instead, the injured person was lying on the hospital bed.

There was a layer of frost in Evander's eyes: "Jasper, take the lady back."

She knew he was angry, but she also knew that the more angry he was, the less she could provoke him, so she obediently changed her clothes and went downstairs with Jasper.

Bang! Evander swung his fist and struck Sterling hard in the face.

"This is the last time I'll let you off for her sake!"

Sterling leaned against the wall, panting: "Evander, I hope you're true to her, not pushing her into the maelstrom because of the grudges between you and me. She's a good girl."

Evander suddenly grabbed his collar and sneered, "You don't need to worry about that. She's my woman now."

"It would be best if that were the case, or I would do whatever it takes to get her back."

Bang! He hit the wall hard, with a fierce air all over him.

"Snatching? Are you qualified for that? Sterling, all you have now is the title of House of De Rossi. What else do you have to fight with me!"

"Do you hate House of De Rossi to the core? And don't forget you too..."

'Get out! This is the only disgrace of my Evander life! One day I will tear the filth of the House of De Rossi with my own hands and make this century-old family disappear from Country C!"

He suddenly let Sterling go, turned and strode away, but his words echoed over and over again in Sterling's mind like a curse.

Evander came back for revenge, and he would be like a devil, biting all of House of De Rossi's men to the point of blood.

Olivia and Jasper are already in the car.

"Madam, the general's temper is a bit stubborn, but he really cares about madam," Jasper said to smooth things over.

Olivia is a smart man. How could she fail to see the stranginess? Evander is the best at hiding his emotions, but every time he meets House of De Rossi, he is so angry that he wants to tear them apart. This kind of hatred is not to be deceived.

"Did he have any grudges against the House of De Rossi before?"

Jasper didn't deny it either, but laughed and said, "Secretary Yong and the general are both favorites of the president, but there are differences in political views, so some frictions are inevitable."

It seemed that he was not going to tell her the truth, so she changed the topic.

"Why doesn't he like salmon?"

Jasper thought for a moment and sighed, "The General used to love salmon very much. Every time it was his birthday, his mother would make him a bowl of salmon bibimbap. As a child, he always thought that his mother would like it too, so on her birthday he made her a bowl of salmon bibimbap. Who would have thought... His mother died of poisoning that night and he was pointed at by neighbors for manslaughter when he was only eight years old."

Olivia's heart felt as if it were being strangled by a wire, suddenly tightening. An eight-year-old child had lost his mother, and the meal that sent her off was a salmon bibimbap she had made herself. How cruel it was! She seemed to see Evander's fear and helplessness back then. No wonder his nature had turned a little cold, for he had experienced indifference and cruelty that was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As soon as Evander got into the car, Olivia hugged him tightly. This was the first time she was so willing to throw herself into her arms. His body stiffened a little, but his mouth pouted: "So soon throw herself into her arms? Why don't you treat me well when you get back tonight?"

Instead of retorting him as usual, she held him tightly: "Evander, I seem to like you a little."

He frowned handsomely: "Just a little? You know your man let the president down in order to vent your anger for you."

"Don't be too greedy. Little by little, little by little, maybe one day I will really love you to the point of being unable to extricate myself, maybe then you will be disgusted with me."

He chuckled and pinched her small chin: "So what if I despise you?"

"I'm not a gummy, so it's natural that we'll part ways and have our own pleasures."

He suddenly tightened his fingers and said viciously, "You can try it. Whoever dares to touch you, I'll chop him up and feed him to the dog, and then beat you to death to see if you still have the strength to have sex with someone else."

Olivia coughed a few times. The domineering General Evander had no reason at all. He was the one joking and the one getting angry, the typical one who only needed the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps.

Evander suddenly pushed her into the car seat and kissed her hard, strong and domineering, only to make her limp and out of breath.

When she was about to suffocate, he suddenly let her go and stared straight into her eyes: "Say, you can only have one man, Evander, in your life!"

She didn't say it, and he kissed her hard until she kept begging for mercy.

"I said... I say I can only have one man, Evander, in my life."

Only then did he take her in his arms contentedly.

She could now be certain that Evander was a paranoid man who would never give up until he reached his goal, but she did not understand until now why Evander was so paranoid about her, or what was there about her that fascinated him so much.

Looks? Figure? Family background? Evander doesn't care about any of these things. A man of his status, with this upside-down face, would attract a large number of rich and beautiful women with just a snap of his finger.

"Evander, what exactly do you like about me?"

He looked her up and down and gave her a mischievous smile. "I'm satisfied with all three of them."