Vangeline closed her eyes.

She has been cautious all these years, for fear of her identity being discovered. Not only did she use the organization Beautiful Gaia to hide her identity, but she also set up various mechanisms so that when she was really going to be arrested one day, she could use this to escape.

Preacher Annie Hall was loyal to her, and though she wasn't exactly bright, she would protect doctors and patients in nursing homes. They will immediately withdraw and return to their own homes. Just pity the uncured patients...

These people in black didn't know that the structure of the Beautiful Gaia Sanatorium was extremely special. The room where the chairman's office is located is suspended on the highest floor, without any support below. The master who designed this building achieved this entirely with superb skills and careful calculations.

This design is not only visually striking, but also functional. If the sanatorium is attacked, all the enemies need to be led into this office, and then the connection between the office and the main building of the building will be blown up, and the entire office will fall instantly, burying all the enemies.

Evangeline smiled slightly.

The leader of the man in black was about to step forward to pull her up and take her away, when the sound of an explosion suddenly rang in his ears!

The whole office collapsed. The ceiling crashed over their heads, and the floor crumbled beneath them. The walls lost their support and fell apart. Some men in black were knocked unconscious on the spot, while others chanted spells aloud, summoning strength to withstand the rain of plaster and bricks.

Evangeline Black leaped backward, out of the window.

The moment she jumped into the air, the office collapsed, burying all the people in black under the rubble.

It was late, and Evangeline Black covered her face with her shawl, and walked quickly along the shadows beside the street with her head bowed.

Where should she escape to? For many years, she has made Gaia Fair her home. She didn't know how she would live without that place. Escape overseas, or...?

By the way, master of the trading house!

He also lives in London and was recently knighted. Going to join him is undoubtedly the best choice. He will definitely take him in. At least she can hide from the limelight during the deal, can't she?

She looked back to make sure she was not being followed, and then walked towards number 49, Plaza de Francesse.

The collapse of the wings of the Beautiful Gaia Nursing Home attracted numerous onlookers. Firefighters and patrolmen were sandwiched among the excited onlookers and squeezed towards the nursing home with difficulty. No one noticed her as a woman walking with her head bowed.

When she came to Place Franchise, she was disappointed to find that the windows on the third floor of No. 49 were dark.

Is the owner of the trading house not at home?

The restaurant on the first floor was brightly lit, but there were no customers in it, and the business was very bleak.

Evangeline stopped downstairs for a while, and decided to find a safe place around to hide first, and wait for the owner of the trading house to come back.

At this time, the door of the restaurant opened. The boss wearing an apron and a rag on his shoulder leaned against the door and smiled at her: "Ma'am, do you want to come in and have a seat?"

Evangeline pulled the cloak closer to cover her face: "No. I don't have any money."

"I don't want your money." The boss turned sideways and made an inviting gesture.

"Who are you?" Evangeline asked alertly.

"A restaurant owner. He also works part-time as a night watchman." The boss said with a smile.

Evangeline immediately summoned a occult shield to protect herself. She is not very good at fighting secret arts, but life and death are at stake, so she has to go all out.

Suddenly a golden head poked out from the restaurant: "Boss, bring me some more wine!"

That head saw Evangeline outside the door, and was surprised: "Director? Why are you here?"

This time it was Evangeline's turn to be surprised. "To...Mr. Chester?"