"By the way, my name is Mark Evans, and I'm Rena's uncle."

Harold was dumbfounded.

Mark Evans?

He couldn't fathom that Rena's uncle was Mark.

In that moment, Harold's mind raced, recalling how he had deceived Rena for four years, how he had orchestrated Darren's imprisonment, and how he had connived to connect with the Fowler family.

Unbeknownst to him, the legendary Mark Evans from Czanch was Rena's uncle all along.

Harold instantly knew he probably wouldn't get away with it.

He felt disoriented, his thoughts spiraling.

Concerned for Cecilia's well-being, Mark insisted she join him in the suite for safety.

Upon entering the room, Mark instructed Peter, “Conduct an investigation into the Moore Group. If there's anything even just slightly suspicious, have the team look into it tomorrow."

Having been Mark's assistant for a considerable time, Peter possessed keen discernment.

Recognizing Mark's sour mood, Peter deduced it wasn't solely due to Harold's provocation.

He sensed it might also be related to Cecilia. Trying to lift the atmosphere, Peter smiled and assured, “Rest assured, I'll conduct a thorough investigation. I'll find whatever there is to find."

Gradually, Mark's temper subsided.

Unbuttoning his shirt, a moment of recollection crossed his mind, and he mentioned casually, “Arrange for a driver to take her home.”

Peter now understood there must be a conflict between Mark and Cecilia.

He sensed something was amiss and decided to be more considerate towards Cecilia.

While Cecilia had fallen under Mark's influence, he had also been her savior.

She wasn't the type to incessantly pester a man. Besides, even she herself wasn't sure about her feelings for Mark; it was just difficult to explain clearly.

Deciding they shouldn't meet again, Cecilia couldn't resist looking back when she left.

Similarly, with a bathrobe in hand, Mark gazed at her with profound eyes.

"Uncle Mark," she uttered softly, her eyes slightly teary. Cecilia knew someone like Mark wouldn't fancy a young girl like her.