“Okay, Evelyn. I gotta go. Remember, if you need me, I'm just a phone call away."

“Mm hmm. Bye, Mom."

After hanging up, Evelyn heaved a sigh. She walked towards the window with the phone in her hand and stared at the sea in the distance, deep in thought.

A couple of minutes later, Tayson's voice came from behind.

"Miss, everything has been unpacked. Please get some rest for now."

Evelyn nodded, “Thanks.”

The bodyguards left one after the other.

As Tayson was about to close the door behind him, Evelyn called out,

"Tayson."

The bodyguard was younger than her, but he was more mature. He had been by her side, protecting her, like an elder brother would, for more than ten years.

Tayson stopped and looked at her, waiting for her orders.

"Terilynn wants me to get her some gadgets. Just keep that in mind," she said casually.

Tayson immediately understood. After a short pause, he nodded.

"Yes, miss."

He closed the door. Evelyn was finally alone. She was fatigued because of the long journey and soon fell asleep.

Night fell. When she woke up, her eyes immediately searched for her computer. But then, she realized that she was on a vacation.

She had been diagnosed with mild depression and the doctor suggested that she take a Long journey.

Carlos and Debbie had forced her to stop working and go on a vacation.

She walked out of the room, and as expected, Tayson was standing guard at the door. Evelyn walked towards the staircase, and he followed after her without saying a word.

Tayson had been protecting her for years. He knew how to reduce his presence around her.

Evelyn arrived at the first floor and saw a man sitting in the lounge hall, smoking. Before she could see his face clearly, a group of women surrounded him.

“Dr. Sheffield, why are you here? Wanna go out on a date with me?"

The man put out the cigarette when he saw Evelyn. She remembered that face; his eyes were so magnetic, as if they could talk. When he had winked at her back then, she felt the electricity between them.

Sheffield fanned his hands in the air to get rid of the smell of tobacco.

“Sorry, but I'm waiting for Horace. We are going for dinner," he answered. However, he wasn't looking at that woman. His gaze was on the aloof beauty walking down the stairs.