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Chapter 8 Name Your Price

Maximilian squinted his eyes, staring at Evelyn like a hawk. “No need,” he said.

This was the Wolfe family’s privacy, and he couldn’t let a woman who had only known them for a day interfere.

Besides, he didn’t believe Evelyn could do anything.

But just then, a childish yet sharp voice came from inside the room. “Ah…”

Evelyn heard the sound, and her heart inexplicably ached.

Faster than her brain could process, she quickly pushed open the door.

The room was draped with heavy curtains, and the lighting was dim, but she could still vaguely see the mess on the floor.

A little boy sat on the ground, holding a shattered vase in his hand.

The edges of the vase had cut his hand, but he seemed oblivious to the pain.

As the door was pushed open, he almost instinctively threw the vase towards Evelyn.

Evelyn was about to raise her hand to block it when an arm reached out from behind.

Maximilian steadily caught the vase, walked over, and firmly grabbed the little boy on the ground. “Ivan, calm down!”

Ivan struggled frantically in his arms like an angry little lion.

Ivan scratched Maximilian’s face, leaving him a bloodstain.

Maximilian paid no attention to it and just held onto Ivan tightly. He swiftly carried him out of the

room.

Under the bright light, Evelyn saw his face clearly and was instantly shocked.

Why did the little boy in front of her look exactly like Lucas?!

Evelyn felt her heart being struck hard. Her blood stopped flowing, and a buzzing sound echoed in her ears.

The doctor, Joseph, saw Ivan turning red and on the verge of breaking down, so he quickly took out a prepared syringe.

Just as he was about to go and give Ivan the injection, Evelyn suddenly reacted. “Wait!”

She didn’t know whe, 307

arms.

she got the strength from, but she almost snatched Ivan from Maximilian’s

She held Ivan in her embrace, her voice trembling but exceptionally gentle. “Don’t be afraid.”

Ivan looked at Evelyn with bloodshot eyes.

“Are you feeling unwell?” Evelyn struggled to keep her voice steady.

Her eyes were sore, her throat trembled, and she wanted to cry, but she had to hold back her own emotional breakdown.

He was her elder son. She recognized him at a glance!

He was still alive, always by Maximilian’s side!

But why was he like this? What had he experienced in these five years?

Evelyn suppressed her complex emotions and used one hand to hold Ivan while examining his body with the other.

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Ivan instinctively resisted being close to anyone. His eyes were bloodshot, and he opened his mouth to bite Evelyn’s hand!

But Evelyn was faster. Her fingers quickly pressed on several points on Ivan’s body, then gently kneaded.

After a few seconds, Ivan began to relax.

“Ivan, go to sleep, don’t be afraid,” Evelyn whispered softly.

Soon, Ivan miraculously closed his eyes.

His breathing gradually became stable, and his tightly clenched hand relaxed.

Maximilian watched this scene in shock.

Ivan hasn’t slept for a long time!

For the past two years, he has had sleeping problems, which have become increasingly severe.

During these two years, Maximilian searched for renowned doctors to cure him, and half of his research focused on this issue!

But all efforts were in vain. Just like today, even the top sleep expert, Joseph, could only suggest using sedatives!

Yet Evelyn managed to make Ivan fall asleep!

Unaware of Maximilian’s astonishment, Evelyn looked up and asked, “Mr. Wolfe, do you have a medical kit?”

The servant quickly brought the medical kit.

Evelyn had Ivan lean against her and then held up his hand, carefully treating the cut he had just received.

Ivan’s hand was fair and soft, and it felt like a small ball of cotton in Evelyn’s palm, melting her heart instantly.

After treating the wound, she asked Maximilian, “Has he always had trouble sleeping like this?”

It was because Ivan hadn’t been able to sleep for a long time that he was mentally exhausted and irritable.

“Yes.” Maximilian nodded, staring at Evelyn. “Name your price as long as you can cure him.”

“I can treat him.” Evelyn suppressed her joy at being able to see her son every day and said calmly, “But as for the price, I need time to think about it.”

“Fine.” Maximilian scrutinized Evelyn.

He leaned closer, lowering his voice. “But don’t go too far.”

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