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As soon as Evelyn slipped into the back seat, the door closing behind her with a soft click, Ryan twisted around from the driver’s seat with worry stamped all over his face.
“Ma’am, are you okay?”
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Evelyn let out a breath, “I’m fine. Really. Let’s go home.” She added a tiny smile to convince him that she was alright.
However, the truth is, her anger toward Lana is boiling inside. She was busy thinking about countless ns to punish that bitch, Lana.
Ryan stared at her as if she had just told him the sky was green. He didn’t believe her.
“Ma’am… I know that woman. She is your father’s bitch mistress. Oops, sorry, ma’am. It slipped.”
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A smallugh escaped Evelyn before she could stop <i>it</i>.
“Don’t apologize. The inte calls her that all the time. Honestly, she earned the title.”
“What title?” Lisa asked as she adjusted her seatbelt beside Ryan.
“Lana’s title,” Ryan answered while turning on the engine. His tone was entirely too calm for the absolute chaosing out of his mouth. “The bitch mistress.”
Lisa snorted, covering her mouth like she was trying to hold back a whole explosion ofughter.
“urate. Very urate.” She turned to Evelyn with curiosity shining in her eyes. “But ma’am, why didn’t you confront her? I could easily ruin her Botox and stic surgery for you. And she can threaten to sue me all she wants…I doubt she knows where to file awsuit.”
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Ryan nodded in agreement. “True. She looks like the type who would identally sue herself.”
Evelyn smiled, amused at her two loyal troublemaker guards.
“I appreciate the enthusiasm. Truly. But I already have a grand n for her. There is no reason for me to waste a single breath talking to a gold digger who thinks being a homewrecker is a
career choice.”
Ryan let out a low whistle. “A Grand n? Should I be scared? Excited? Both?”
“Both,” Lisa answered immediately. “Every time ourdy boss smiles like that, someone
somewhere is about to cry.”
Evelyn shook her head, though she did not deny it. She opened her bag and pulled out her phone, her expression shifting to calm focus.
Lisa eyed her carefully. “Ma’am, are you about to
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call Boss?”
Evelyn held up a hand. “No. Absolutely not. Neither of you will tell Axel anything about this!
Both froze.
Lisa blinked. “But… ma’am… Boss Axel would want
to know.”
“Yes,” Ryan agreed, eyes wide. “He would burn the city down if he knew that woman tried to
approach you.”
“And that is exactly why you won’t tell him.” Evelyn’s tone left no room for argument. “He’s working. He doesn’t need distractions. And I don’t need him storming the streets looking for Lana.”
Ryan hesitated. “But ma’am…”
“No,” Evelyn repeated, firm but calm. “Not a word to him. I will tell himter when he is at home…”
Lisa sighed but nodded. “Alright, ma’am…”
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“How about you, Ryan?” Evelyn asked.
Ryan raised his hand like a solemn oath. “Me too. I
won’t.”
Evelyn only smiled and said nothing more.
Her attention returned to her phone, her amusement fading as she scrolled through her messages. No updates. No new text.
She frowned.
Was Oscar still working on it? Was the search taking longer than expected? Or was there no evidence yet?
She typed quickly.
<i>“</i><i>No </i><i>need </i><i>to </i><i>rush</i><i>. </i>But <i>if </i><i>you </i>can give <i>me </i>something <i>today</i>, <i>it </i><i>would </i>be appreciated.”
She hit send without hesitation.
A moment of silence filled the car. Outside, the city passed by, but Evelyn barely enjoyed the
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scenery.
Her mind kept circling back to Lana, that shameless woman who always managed to ruin her mood without even trying.
Evelyn sighed and forced herself to look away from her phone, hoping the city view would help clear her thoughts.
It helped for ten seconds.
Then Lana’s face popped back into her mind like an unwanted jump scare.
‘Damn it! Can you leave my mind, bitch?‘ she can’t help but curse.
With another sigh, Evelyn unlocked her phone again and pulled up Ste’s contact.
“Is Dad still <i>staying </i><i>in </i>the <i>hospital</i>?”
She sent the message.
Then she sat back, staring out the window,
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waiting for any response–from Ste, from Oscar -anything that might help untangle the mess that Lana had stirred up once again.
Not long after, Evelyn’s phone vibrated.
She checked it immediately, hoping it was Oscar. Instead, Ste’s name blinked on the screen.
<i>“</i><i>Yes</i><i>. </i><i>He’s </i><i>still </i><i>here</i><i>. </i>But <i>I </i>never visit <i>him</i><i>. </i><i>Why </i><i>did </i><i>you </i><i>ask</i><i>?</i>”
Evelyn let out a tinyugh. Of course, her sister refused to go near their father while he was still entertaining that parasite woman.
‘No wonder Lana had shown up at Hope Medical Center looking ready to scream at the walls.
Evelyn could almost imagine it. Maybe Father rejected her again. Perhaps he threw her out.
She typed her reply quickly.
“I met <i>Lana at </i><i>the </i>main entrance. Well<i>… </i>not met.
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She <i>squawked </i>at me <i>from </i><i>behind </i><i>and </i><i>tried </i><i>to </i>
<i>talk</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Ste’s reply came instantly, like she had been waiting for drama to knock.
<i>“</i>What <i>the </i><i>heck</i><i>? </i><i>Did </i><i>you </i><i>talk </i>to <i>her</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>
<i>“</i><i>Of </i><i>course </i><i>not</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
A secondter.
<i>“</i>Damn <i>it</i><i>! </i><i>If </i>only <i>I </i>weren’t <i>on </i>ER <i>duty </i><i>right </i><i>now</i><i>, </i>I <i>would </i><i>track </i><i>her </i><i>down </i><i>and </i><i>give </i><i>her </i>a lesson. That <i>woman </i>almost <i>had </i>me <i>kidnapped</i><i>. </i>I still <i>want </i><i>to </i><i>rearrange </i>her face.”
Evelyn’sugh to read that made Ryan and Lisa nce back to check if she was okay.
She cleared her throat and smiled at them before
typing furiously.
<i>“</i><i>Ste</i>, <i>stop</i><i>! </i><i>Don’t </i><i>even </i><i>think </i><i>about </i>whatever n is <i>forming </i><i>in </i>your <i>chaotic </i><i>little </i><i>brain</i><i>. </i><i>Let </i><i>me </i>
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handle <i>it</i><i>! </i><i>I </i>already have <i>a n </i><i>to </i>send <i>her </i><i>to </i><i>jail</i><i>.</i>”
There was a short pause. Then Ste replied.
<i>“</i><i>Got </i><i>it</i><i>, </i>sis! Finally! <i>Justice </i>for <i>my </i>trauma <i>and </i><i>my </i><i>beautiful </i><i>face</i>!<i>” </i>
Evelyn exhaled, amused. Ste was always two steps away from turning into her own action movie.
Just as she locked her phone, another vibration came through.
Oscar.
A slow, cold smile curved her lips. She opened the
message.
<i>“</i><i>Perfect</i>! Just <i>perfect</i>. <i>Evelyn</i><i>, </i><i>you </i><i>will </i>love this. Found <i>something </i><i>juicy</i>. <i>Our </i><i>girl </i>Lana is about <i>to </i><i>be </i><i>in </i><i>real </i>trouble<i>.</i><i>” </i>
Evelyn’s pulse quickened, excitement mixing with something darker. She could practically taste
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victory.
After all the chaos Lana had dragged into her life, she was finally going to pay.
Evelyn leaned back against the seat, her expression calm as if nothing had happened, but her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
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Creator’s Thoughts
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Sara Lili
<strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.