Chapter 187 The Latest News from the Women’s Prison

Chapter 187 The Latest News from the Women’s Prison

Evelyn quickly averted her gaze from Samuel's intense stare.

There was a hint of humor in Samuel's words. Evelyn seemed to pick up on something but didn't call it out.

"By the way, would you be interested in shooting some public service announcements?" Samuel asked.

"Public service announcements?" Evelyn was surprised. It was the first time anyone had invited her to participate in such a project.

Samuel explained with a smile, "Thirty percent of all revenue from our public service announcements goes toward charitable causes. Given your image and background, you'd be quite suitable. Of course, it depends on what you think."

Faced with his invitation, Evelyn didn't refuse outright.

She was willing to do something meaningful, but with so much going on at the company and many unresolved troubles, she couldn't make any promises at the moment.

"I'd certainly be willing to do something meaningful, but only if it doesn't interfere with my regular work."

Samuel smiled at her response. He was already pleased that she hadn't refused. "Of course. If the opportunity arises, I'll contact you. And naturally, the children would come along too."

While the two were chatting pleasantly, Louis had already settled the children in the car and was walking toward them. "What are you two talking about? You seem so happy."

Evelyn naturally linked her arm through Louis's. "We were discussing public service announcements. Samuel invited me to shoot some when I have time, and the proceeds would go toward charitable causes."

Louis thought it sounded like a good idea. "That sounds nice. We can discuss it further when we have time."

After exchanging pleasantries, they prepared to take the children home.

"What would you like for dinner?"

On the drive back, seeing both children sleeping peacefully, Evelyn asked quietly.

Louis smiled faintly. "I won't be joining you for dinner. After I drop you three off, I need to head back to the office."

Evelyn was surprised. She'd assumed he'd finished his work before coming to accompany them, not realizing he still had things to handle. She felt a bit guilty about making him work overtime.

"I thought you'd already finished work before coming. If I'd known, I wouldn't have asked you to come."

Seeing her guilty expression, Louis gently took her hand to comfort her. "How could I miss this? It's a family activity with all four of us. If I wasn't there, we'd be missing someone, wouldn't we?"

Evelyn laughed at his words. He never missed an opportunity to be present.

"I don't have anything planned this afternoon anyway, and the kids will probably just go home and sleep. Why don't I come to the office with you?"

Louis seemed to hesitate at Evelyn's suggestion, then smiled and declined. "It's just trivial matters—not tiring, just tedious."

"If I'm in meetings while you're waiting outside, I'll just feel anxious. You should take the children home. I'll come back once I'm done."

Evelyn could tell he was refusing her offer. After a moment's thought, she didn't press further and agreed.

After dropping the three of them off at home, Louis drove the car back to the company building, switched to another vehicle, and headed in a different direction.

Before long, the car stopped outside a women's prison. Louis stared at the prison entrance, his gaze somewhat profound.

When he'd learned that Evelyn's father had been released, Louis had already begun to suspect someone was manipulating things behind the scenes.

Though the man had been released, her mother remained imprisoned, and Layla's influence still extended into the prison.

Louis had sent people to gather information and learned that visiting hours were today, which was why he'd come in person.

Upon arrival, Louis was led to a private room. Looking through the doorway, he could see Evelyn's mother sitting alone inside. It was immediately apparent that something was wrong with her mental state.

Louis frowned, feeling somewhat surprised. "How did this happen?"

The guard explained matter-of-factly, "Her mental state has been deteriorating for a while now, and recently she's been acting increasingly erratic. To prevent her from harming others and for better management, we've isolated her."

Though shocked, Louis understood that in this place, solitary confinement might actually be better for her.

At this thought, he couldn't help but voice the question nagging at him. "There's something I'd like to ask. She and her husband were both imprisoned for the same crime, so why was he released while she wasn't?"

The guard smiled and explained. To him, this wasn't unusual at all. "What's so strange about that? Similar situations happen here all the time. Even if people come in for the same crime with the same sentence, good behavior can lead to early release. She's different—her mental state was already unstable. Far from behaving well, she's lucky not to cause more trouble."

With this explanation, Louis understood, though watching the person confined inside, he still felt something wasn't quite right.

"I see. But since I'm already here, could you arrange for us to meet?"

The guard agreed without hesitation.

Soon, Louis was arranged to meet with Susan. Though separated by glass, they could hear each other clearly.

The moment Susan saw Louis, she abandoned her previous erratic behavior, her eyes instead filled with terror.

After confirming she was alone in the room, she dared to speak. "Save me!"

Hearing those words, Louis was surprised. He studied her more carefully.

The current Susan had completely shed her former arrogance. The terror in her eyes didn't seem feigned, but Louis didn't understand why she was pretending to be insane.

Seeming to sense his confusion, Susan lowered her voice. "Someone here is trying to harm me. I had no choice but to pretend to be crazy."

"You have to find a way to get me out. I can't be sent to a psychiatric hospital, or it'll be a death sentence."

Watching the panic in Susan's eyes, it didn't seem like an act. Yet to Louis, it felt deeply ironic.

He didn't answer directly. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, staring into Susan's eyes coldly. "So now you're afraid. When you did those things, did you ever think about how this would be your karma?"

At his words, the panic in Susan's eyes deepened. Her gaze toward Louis grew more pleading and desperate.