Redemption of the heiress

ully included on her vip list. Her smile was still plastered on her face, but it barely concealed the ex

crossed her line of sight several times throughout the evening, but she had been putting off confronting him for as long as possible. As much

At least he's not starting a fight tonight, Evelyn thought bitterly, remembering the recent incident at her hotel when Marcus had beaten up a guest for daring to

broad back. Marcus was chatting with Caroline Harper, the famous socialite, Geoffrey Stewart, the nervous busine

a smile. "Ma

th a faint spark under the ballroom lights. "Miss Eve

their last meeting... the one that ended in blood, police, and scandal. If it were up to me, I'd toss you

ghting... and he really was. Clara had once told her he had participated in illegal fights, some of w

ith a polite smile. "So, what do you think of

tly, muttering his usual s

preparing for this night for months, and everything was perf

y, though she was boiling inside. "Though, it's nothi

g Evelyn, the evening has been stunning! By the way, you should meet

ickly chimed in, "I bet Marcus is the one ru

on was winding down, he dropped his bombshell right in the middle of it

eins. Even Caroline placed a hand on her chest in slight shock, Geoffrey near

etting out a tense little laugh. "You're

from the group, silently cursing him. Damn you, Marcus... and my

or the social sercles for god knows how long , she could im

eline still got goosebumps every time M

ne last time before slippi

e was de

ents were al

arly because she wanted to "discuss something important." Eveline had casuall

ably just another request to help organize one of those book club evenings

w steps to her room. Was she seriously jealous of an old

ore luxury than Martha Crossal. The man, for all his bizarre opinions and suspicious behavior, was r

head to clear the

ver gonna happen.

thout wasting another second, she shut off her brain,

day she'd be the CEO of Crossal Hotels. And no one - not her grandpa, not her grandma, not

orning in

e rumble of trucks

charity gala at the family's hotel, scrolling through the hotel's official page. Eveline had even posted a few phot

ally going to meet Eveline today. Who kno

eline letting her borrow clothes. That girl wasn

self out of bed when she h

urse

professiona

s just to move a few suitcases? A

it that way - don't make it a

ntless squabble and g

we leav

. And Alex isn't skipping work. We're just sending the

sked hopefully. "I really don'

handle everything," Cath

," Maria grumbled, dragging her feet back to

ouse, his face a thundercloud. Cathe

ill all go smoothly?

oughts drifting to his blonde little gi

derstand he never had a choice; his father and his ex-w

heerful face as he turned toward little Jerem

ta

hamp - you're