After speaking, Evelyn grabbed hold of Clara's wrist.Instantly, Clara felt a piercing pain course through her body."Evelyn, my hand is not healed yet. If you dare touch me again, I'll make you regret it!"A cold sneer escaped Evelyn's lips. "Clara, don't you know that those who have nothing to lose have nothing to fear? You've set me up over and over again, and if I don't settle the score with you now, how the hell will I ever be worthy in your eyes?"You accused me of injuring your hand, causing you to forfeit in the piano competition, right? How about I fulfill your wish and let you experience a real injury?"With a forceful motion, a crisp sound echoed through the air.Clara's deafening scream followed."Ah! Evelyn Jefferson! How dare you break my hand! Do you even know how much my hands are worth? Even if you sell everything, you still won't be able to compensate me!""That's perfect—I never intended to compensate you anyway!"With another crack, another one of Clara's f
Clara's tears streamed down her face as she held up her injured hand in front of Warren.She had rushed to the hospital for treatment and hurried back, intending to confront Evelyn. Unexpectedly, she ran into this scene.It was difficult to believe that despite knowing Evelyn had miscarried their baby, Warren still treated her so well. Had her carefully devised plan failed again?While Clara cried and tried to approach Warren, he pulled away from her and held Evelyn's hand instead. His voice was devoid of emotion as he addressed Clara, "She's been with me the whole time. When could she have hurt you?"Clara was shocked to hear this. She looked at Warren incredulously, tears welling up in her eyes. "Evelyn did it in the restroom just now. Warren, I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, check the surveillance footage."Warren instructed a nearby staff member, "Retrieve the surveillance footage for me."Ten minutes later, the bar manager came to apologize in person. "Mr. Lar
Warren's face darkened as he looked at her and spoke with an unfriendly tone, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't want it. Now, you're having second thoughts and targeting my grandmother?"Evelyn was confused. She turned to the old lady beside her, asking incredulously, "He's your grandson?"Bonnie Durbin smiled and nodded. "Yes. You know each other? That's wonderful! With a foundation of affection, both of you will get along just fine."Evelyn gave an awkward smile and said, "I'm sorry, but since your family has come to pick you up, I have to leave and attend to my affairs now."Just as Evelyn stood up, Warren grabbed her wrist tightly. "You're just going to leave after hitting someone?"Evelyn sneered at him. "Mr. Larkin, don't forget, I have a dashcam in my car. Don't even think about scamming me!"Then, she turned and left without hesitation. But before she could get far, she heard Warren's icy voice."Evelyn, why go to such lengths to play this cat-and-mouse game with me?
Charlie immediately replied, "Ms. Jefferson is in your office. She's been here for half an hour."Warren felt like something had struck his chest heavily. His voice grew somber as he said, "Cancel the rest of the schedule."Then, he swiftly made his way to the office. Opening the door, he was met with the sight of a familiar figure standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.Evelyn was dressed simply, wearing a black T-shirt and a dark green casual skirt that showcased her long, fair legs. Her hair was loosely tied into a bun, exposing her slender neck.Warren only glanced at her, but a flame seemed to ignite in his body. He suppressed his emotions and leisurely approached her.With a low and magnetic voice, he asked, "Have you come to your senses?"Evelyn slowly turned around to face Warren, her gaze indifferent. Despite faint traces of tears on her face and lingering moisture in her eyes, her entire being exuded determination."Warren," she called out softly in a hoarse voice.S
Evelyn arrived at the police station to find Jazzie seated in the interrogation room, handcuffed. Jazzie remained composed, facing the police officers and continuously defending herself without fear.Hurriedly, Evelyn approached and politely asked, "Hello, officer. I'm her friend. What's going on?"Before the officer could respond, Jazzie jumped in. "After you disappeared yesterday, Seth went to ask his dad to help you, leaving me alone. I knew you went looking for that asshole, so I felt upset and drank at the bar. I happened to see Clara there, boasting about your dad's situation to someone."You should've seen her smug face. I couldn't help cursing at her, and that's all I did. But this morning, the cops brought me here, saying Clara's car was vandalized and they suspected me. No matter how I explain, they won't listen."At the mention of Clara, Evelyn clenched her fists tightly. She didn't need to think to know that this was Clara's usual method of framing people, just like she
Evelyn's heart felt like it was being squeezed, the pain making it hard for her to breathe. She stood frozen in place, her body trembling uncontrollably.Jazzie noticed her abnormal behavior and slapped her hand, calling, "Evie, Evie."It took several calls before Evelyn reacted. Her face was as pale as paper. She slowly turned her head, casting a hateful gaze toward the woman.Her lips twitched a few times before she snapped hoarsely, "You don't deserve to be my mother!"With that, she pulled Jazzie into the car. She sat in the driver's seat, her legs still shaking. Jazzie pulled her down and said gently, "Get down, I'll drive."Evelyn didn't insist and went to the passenger seat instead. She leaned her head against the seat's back, wanting to close her eyes, but tears fell from them unknowingly.The bad memories from seven years ago surged into Evelyn's mind like a raging beast.Warren, who was left behind at the police station, cast a cold glance at the woman. He recalled the
Several minutes later, Evelyn knocked on the door of the Warren's office. The air of authority had vanished from her face, replaced by a natural and gentle smile befitting a professional woman."Mr. Larkin, what can I do for you?"Warren saw her empty-handed and frowned slightly. "Where's my breakfast?"In the past, he never had time for breakfast. It was always Evelyn who prepared it in a thermos container, delivering it to the company for him.Evelyn smiled and asked with a respectful tone, "What do you feel like having? I can place an order for you right away.""You didn't make breakfast?"Evelyn chuckled. "Mr. Larkin, I don't recall that being part of the contract I signed."Warren stared at Evelyn for a moment, trying hard to find the spark that used to be in her eyes whenever she looked at him. But now, apart from the official smile, he couldn't detect any personal emotions on her face.Warren felt a hollow ache in his chest, as if something he had been holding onto tight
The document had been dirtied and emitted an unpleasant odor.Warren had a severe case of germophobia, so if he were to receive this document, it was easy to predict how he would react.Evelyn's knuckles turned white as she gripped the document.Clara, as the pampered heiress of the Sullivan family, had stooped so low as to become an assistant at the Larkin Corporation. Needless to say, her intentions were rather obvious.Evelyn even dared to conclude that such occurrences would happen frequently in the future. A cold smirk graced her lips at the thought of this.After a dozen minutes had passed, Evelyn re-entered the conference room.Upon seeing her empty-handed, Clara's face briefly revealed a hint of satisfaction, but it quickly vanished without a trace.She pretended to kindly help Evelyn, saying, "Warren, if the contract isn't finalized today, it'll affect a multi-billion signing. But I believe Ms. Jefferson didn't intentionally lose it. Can you please spare her? I'll compe