Redemption of the heiress

g across from Martha, his eyes fixed on the girl he h

much... become

he image of the little girl she used to be-the one w

ights tormented by guilt

er instinctively, wanting to pull her

er hand coolly, her e

e father-daughter act, don'

r eyes darting between t

t her finish. "D

sing his face. He nodded and sat back down, swa

he walked over and sank onto a single-seater c

of silence, her voice sharp, "a

t her grandmother, her

ine," she said, motioning to the woman sitting with a polite, strained sm

ismissive nod, forcing a tight smi

mething like admiration. Catherine, on the other hand, seemed a

fleeting moment, had to suppress a laugh. It actua

. Something felt off

d around the r

t suddenly . "And... where's my

worst nightmare walked

ntered together, laughing like

ght in her throat.

y, oblivious to Evelyn's inner turmoil. "You two met when y

fering his hand with a pleasant smile. "I

ly but briefly, her expression careful

hilip Carousal announced, clapping Alexander on the s

ver seen directed at her, no matter how many of

f her cheek, keeping he

all, John," Philip continued

erly. "Thanks, Dad

kward silence, tension c

wide eyes. "Do you remember anything from when you t

warmth into her voice. "Not rea

hesitantly, "It's... it's wonderful to finally meet you ,

awkwardness. "We'll see," she said coolly,

nation of Alexander's business ideas, gesturing animatedly as he

as the gol

crossing her arms, her mind

use. Evelyn tossed and turned for what felt like the thousandth time, her eyes fixed on the

she muttered bitterly, gr

ny's main headquarters. And the cherry on top? Tomorrow morning, her grandfather was taking him golfing with business associates... and

, burying her face in the pillow

can't beli

d she get? The basic task of managing the main hotel, and that was it. Meanwhile, th

er fists, grit

randfather's com

stupid little white lie she'd blurted out earlier,

right ... and that I'd have good news soon,"

mn it a thousa

e fresh air. The garden was massive-like a green maze-and as she wandered t

herself quietly. "Am I really w

. Crying? She froze, turning her head toward the noise.

figure huddled under a tree. As she moved closer, her breath caught in her thr

yn whispered, rus

e leapt into her arms, clutc

" His voice was

were hanging on for dear life. For a brief moment, something inside her shif

ck just enough to wipe h

hat happened? Why are

le voice

shiny bug in the garden... I followed it... and t

cence in his words. She smoothed hi

w. You're safe. Let's get

hirsty," he sniffle

small laugh, s

t is. Honestly, I could

k toward the house, Jeremy bomba

does the

ke dogs or

best frie

y single one of them, her heart softenin

acing and clearly worried, searching for his son. The moment Jo

u? I was so scared!" he said, sho

ted eagerly

den, but Evie found me

his mouth to say something-to thank her, perhaps-but before he could utter a word, Evelyn's eyes

er chin and

d ni

, she turned and climbed th

ness, I should ev let that kid freeze in th

she knew it was