Chapter 595: Even Door-to-Door Salespeople Are Selling Dish Soap These Days

Eva Luther's face was ashen. If Nancy was still at the hospital, it would have been somewhat easier; she could have dragged Andrew with her. But now, with Nancy gone, the situation had become much more complicated for her. Andrew put his phone down, sat on a chair with his legs crossed, and assumed a resigned demeanor, "Figure it out yourself." Biting her lip in frustration, Eva had no choice but to take action. She couldn't let Old Master Lesser die; otherwise, she would be seen as a villain in the Lesser family. "Fine! I'll go!" Eva drove to Charlie's mansion, her emotions a tumultuous mix. She had been here more than ten times, always hiding behind a tree across from the villa, never daring to step forward. It was ironic that her first actual visit to Charlie's home was to seek Nancy's help. Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell, and a middle-aged woman opened the door. The woman was visibly startled to see her, and Eva was equally taken aback. However, the woman quic