Trapped in Love

Chapter 911

Evan immediately thought of Caroline and hastily called her. He knew she must be beside herself, but her phone was switched off.

Frustrated, he tugged at his tie and hurried to his office. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

After a brief thought, he tried calling Thomas but couldn’t reach him.

Seeing that, Reuben reminded, “Why don’t you call Mr. Price, Mr. Jordan?”

Enlightened, Evan called Alex, who picked up instantly.

“Hello?” Alex sounded lazy.

Evan asked sternly, “Where are you?”

“At home. Why? Are you going to ask about what my parents said, Evan? I cowered after I got hom-”

“I don’t want to hear you talk about that!” Evan interrupted. “Neil’s car fell into the river, and I can’t reach Caroline!”

“What?!” Alex immediately snapped back to reality. “Neil fell into the river?”

“Go to the scene now! Caroline must be there! Ask her to pick up my call!”

“No, she won’t be there!” Alex blurted out without thinking.

Frowning deeply, Evan demanded, “What do you mean?”

Alex realized his mistake. “No, nothing. I’ll go there now.”

“Alex!” Evan snapped. “Are you keeping something from me?”

Alex guiltily answered, “That’s impossible…”

“Don’t force me to look into it myself,” Evan threatened. “I hate it the most when people lie to me!”

Alex could feel Evan’s wrath and feared he couldn’t keep it from him any longer. He exhaled and gave in.” Forget it. I’ll tell you. Daniella shot Caroline twice in the chest on the engagement night. She’s still lying in the ICU and isn’t out of danger yet.”

Upon hearing that, Evan’s mind went blank, and a freezing chill overwhelmed him. He was heartbroken, it turned out Caroline couldn’t respond because she was shot. But he was still ignorant and stuck in Muricia, handling annoying affairs.

He felt the urgency to return to his homeland immediately.

Gasping, Evan stared at Reuben with red eyes. “Now! I want to go back to our country now!”

Reuben looked at Evan in astonishment, wondering why he had suddenly lost control of his emotions. However, he could vaguely feel how serious it was.

Reuben nodded immediately. “Okay, Mr. Jordan. I’ll get people to prepare your private jet.”

Half an hour later, Evan stepped onto the company rooftop. The helicopter was already in motion, sending waves of loud noises from the propellers.

Evan looked at Reuben and instructed, “You stay with Julian to handle the aftermath and call me if there’s any issue.”

“Got it, Mr. Jordan,” Reuben answered, facing the strong wind and loud noises.

Evan nodded and strode toward the helicopter, his black windbreaker swaying vigorously, yet he took steady steps.

Once Evan was aboard the helicopter, Reuben left.

After Reuben descended downstairs, Julian came up. Spotting Reuben, he looked around. “Where is Mr. Jordan?”

Reuben sighed before explaining, “Something happened to Mr. Neil. Mr. Jordan left in a hurry after his call with Mr. Price.”

Julian was stunned. “Didn’t you ask Mr. Jordan about the reason?”

“No, I didn’t.” Reuben walked toward the office. “Mr. Jordan will be mad if I ask too many questions.”