Chapter 166

The business landscape of the capital underwent a silent transformation that day. The name Cooper Realty Group vanished from all major commercial rankings, along with several smaller companies affiliated with them.

Evelyn Laurent showed no interest in these corporate shifts.

"Ah—"

A piercing scream shattered the campus tranquility as soon as Evelyn stepped through Harvard University's gates. Lillian Rothschild flinched and instinctively grabbed Evelyn's sleeve.

Around the corner of the academic building, Sophia Lowell sat slumped on the ground, hands clutching her throat. Blood seeped between her fingers, staining her pristine white collar.

"Help..." Sophia's voice trembled uncontrollably. Staring at the blood on her palms, her pupils contracted violently as her entire body shook.

Students quickly gathered around.

"Are you okay?"

"Call 911!"

"Oh God, so much blood..."

Sophia suddenly looked up, her gaze sharp as a blade piercing through the crowd. "Someone stole my necklace!" she shrieked hysterically. "It was my brother's token!"

Several male students immediately offered to help search.

But the surveillance footage left everyone exchanging bewildered glances.

"There's... no one there?"

"It was clearly just a kite string."

"Could she be having a mental breakdown?"

Sophia felt plunged into icy darkness. She'd distinctly felt someone violently yank the necklace away, yet the cameras only showed her colliding with a stray kite string.

The wound on her neck burned fiercely.

The bare skin reminded her - Ethan Sullivan's precious token was truly gone.

A chill crept up her spine.

Her head snapped up, meeting Evelyn's glacial stare across the crowd. Sophia's nails dug deep into her palms.

Evelyn did this!

Yet she lacked even the courage to confront her.