A faint sound emanated from the entrance, drawing Edwin's attention.

With Dylan's assistance, Laura emerged, her fragile form wrapped in Dylan's denim coat, lending her an almost ethereal fragility.

Dylan clutched a modest duffel bag in his grip.

The trio shared an awkward gaze, the atmosphere charged with unspoken tension.

Laura's eyes remained fixed on Edwin, her silence speaking volumes.

At last, Dylan swung open the car door, offering Laura his support as she entered obediently.

As the car door clicked shut, Dylan turned his attention to Edwin.

A striking figure, Dylan exuded an aura of primal confidence, not one to be trifled with.

Edwin squared his shoulders, bracing for the impending confrontation.

Dylan donned a deceptive smile.

"Mr. Evans, I've heard much about you.

Laura may not recognize you, but I do. It's really something for you to pretend someone else and maintain a relationship with her for a year. But hey, fine, it's a consensual relationship and she was indeed happy. So I won't hold it against you." He paused, a note of sternness creeping into his voice.

"I have one simple request though.

Now that you've parted ways with Laura, sever all ties completely.

I'll take it from here. Your apartment remains untouched, save for her absence. I presume someone as charming as you won't struggle to find companionship elsewhere. Oh, I neglected to mention that I can be rather overly protective. If you have a change of heart and continue to bother her in the future, I won't hesitate to confront you physically. At that point, I won't care whether you're the illustrious scion of the Evans family or not," he cautioned.

A steely resolve etched into Edwin's voice as he replied, "Rest assured."

"That's great."

Dylan nodded curtly, fixing Edwin with an unwavering stare before departing.

The car door opened and slammed shut, the Black Land Rover vanishing into the distance, carrying Laura away.

She just left.