Yet Sheffield was frustrated. ‘News about me is worth only three million?' That was not good enough for him.

“It concerns Evelyn as well. Five million. If you are not willing, I'll find someone else."

“Deal! Shall we talk face to face?"

“No need. I prefer to do the transaction online," Sheffield told him.

There was a special transaction platform for the media and the informants to make such deals.

"Okay."

“Good. Have someone wait at the entrance of Hilton Group's office to follow Evelyn's car. You'll see."

The head sent him a furious emoji.

“Are you kidding me? She has bodyguards. What if Carlos finds out someone is tailing his daughter?

We will be done for!"

“Fine, then follow Sheffield. Now!"

"Got it!"

After waiting for a few minutes, Sheffield started the car.

As soon as he left the parking lot, a low-key domestic car caught up with him from behind.

He grinned and thought, ‘The man in charge is efficient. I like it.'

Sheffield knew that the journalist wouldn't be able to enter his community. So, he told the security guard at the gate in advance, “My friend's car is right behind mine. Let him in."

“Okay, Mr. Sheffield."

The journalist entered Sheffield's high-end community without encountering any problems. He was confused as to how he had managed to enter such a top-grade apartment so smoothly without being questioned by any security.

But anyway, that was not the point. The point was to not lose sight of

Sheffield.

When Evelyn was done with her work, it was completely dark outside. She asked Felix to drive her to Sheffield's place.

After Sheffield had left the city two years ago, Evelyn had been there several times. But when she realized that he wasn't coming back, she had stopped going there.

It had been almost a year since she had been to his apartment. Evelyn hesitated before placing her finger on the fingerprint scanner. To her surprise, the door opened with a beep.

The Living room was quiet. No one was around.

When she entered the room, Sheffield walked out of the study.