She must have inherited this directly from Michael Thorn! The big one has no conscience, and the little ones have no conscience either!
At a busy intersection, Michael pulled his car over to the curb. "You go back home first. I'm taking Clara to the hospital." He couldn't let Evelyn and Silas Vane meet again right now.
"I'm not going back! I'm coming too!" Evelyn snapped. What kind of excuse was that? She wasn't listening to him!
"Go back quickly, and I'll take her—"
"I'm not listening! Not listening!" Evelyn covered her ears with one hand, shutting out whatever else Michael was about to say.
Michael let out a soft huff at her childish behavior, raising an eyebrow. "Evelyn Sin, are you intentionally acting deaf?" He meant it as a light warning, not daring to use a harsh tone with her.
