That’s not what Evander expected at all.
Then he noticed something: the post had been shared by Droplets before the fake one started trending.
That made things clear—Droplets had posted the truth to defend his family, but Chloe used PR tricks to spin it and make herself look good.
Evander gave a tiny smile and liked the real post.
He scrolled through the comments:
Esther appraised her with a faint, almost-smiling expression, then picked up the little girl and seated her on the sofa, away from the danger zone. Only then did she speak again,“No need to ask.”“You?!”Claire sounded as if she’d heard the biggest joke in the world. “You actually managed to buy the restaurant from my brother?”What a ridiculous international joke. She knew better than anyone who her brother was. Esther was nothing but a defeated dog driven out of the bottom-rung Daveniers—how could she possibly have the money to buy such a high-end restaurant?But when her eyes landed on the little girl quietly sitting on the sofa staring at Esther, they abruptly shifted to Evander, and her arrogant aura instantly vanished. Instead, she tentatively said, “Mr. Westvale?”“I was actually trying to be nice,” Evander said coldly, glancing at her once, then added slowly, “But Miss Davenier didn’t give me the chance.”Claire: “???”
“Begging?”Esther didn’t seem the least bit ruffled by the furious, humiliating tone. She slowly crossed her arms, a faint, almost mocking smile scanning her face. “Are you sure you can afford the meal I want?”“What a joke. Don’t you know who Claire is? If not, you can go ask around.”Did she really think she was a sick cat just because the tiger didn’t roar?At the last socialite ball, she took a huge loss. With Evander there, she had to hold back. But now, alone, she was going to get full revenge with interest.“Don’t say I can afford the meal you want—I can even give you your life. You really think clinging to Judy’s big leg will get you into the Westvale family? Stop dreaming. Even Judy can’t marry into the Westvale family, let alone you. At best, Evander will just sleep with you!”Evander: “...”Another one bold enough to want to sleep with him?Just as Evander entered carrying his daughter, he heard that voice. His steps
That’s not what Evander expected at all.Then he noticed something: the post had been shared by Droplets before the fake one started trending.That made things clear—Droplets had posted the truth to defend his family, but Chloe used PR tricks to spin it and make herself look good.Evander gave a tiny smile and liked the real post.He scrolled through the comments:Comments:[She’s acting like the victim, but the receipts don’t lie!][This woman is faker than fake. The Westvale family’s unlucky dealing with her.][She’s not even that rich. Diego’s still a Westvale, even if adopted.][At least Diego is honest. Chloe’s a liar.][Does she really think she can marry Evander? Dream on.][That kissing photo
As the realization sank in, everyone began exchanging bewildered glances. The once noisy and whisper-filled ballroom suddenly went silent. Even the air seemed to freeze. All eyes locked onto Esther, wide with disbelief.Was this… beauty conquering the beast?The untouchable god of wealth… falling for a mortal woman?This was a noblewoman’s ball after all. Though a few select journalists had been invited, they were all connected to the upper circle—feeding exclusively off elite gossip. No way would they dare offend the young heirs and heiresses of high society. So when the reports came out…They praised who needed praising. Criticized no one. And when the party ended, Judy and Esther were instantly trending on social media.For the first time, the phrase “breathtaking beauty” entered the public’s consciousness—associated with Esther.At that moment, Evander had just dropped Esther off outside the apa
"Y-You… what are you doing here?"Even Diego—the one who loved pretty women and never missed a chance to join the fun—had already left. So why was Evander, a man buried in work, still here?But Evander didn’t even glance at her.Instead, he stepped right over her crumpled form and walked straight to Esther.The crowd around them thickened. Just as Esther was about to slip away quietly, the man, regal as a king, extended his hands to her and said in a deep voice:"Come. I’ll take you home—tonight’s Dancing Fairy."Esther: “…”“Whoa!”“A single dance to enchant the city. What a goddess!”“Mr. Westvale sending her home himself?! She’s even more honored than the wealthy heiresses!” “Can you believe it? Esther used to be disfigured. Look at her now—absolutely stunning!”“If Esther were still the Davenier family’s heiress, even an adopted one, with the way Evander’s treating her now... she could’ve had a c
Chloe’s eyes, like everyone else’s, landed on the magnified face on the big screen—illuminated by the spotlight at the center of the stage. Her features were exquisitely carved, her skin pale as snow, so flawless that even the soft baby hairs along her cheeks were visible. And the rose—just moments ago stunning the entire audience like a blooming symbol of love—was gone.Completely gone.It never existed.Chloe was utterly dumbfounded. Her first instinct was to think she was hallucinating. She blinked hard, once, then opened her eyes again.Still the same.That face, as stunning as a moon goddess’s, was bathed in starlight as rose petals rained down from the ceiling. Their fragrance wafted through the entire hall. Then, as if guided by some invisible signal, the entire audience rose to their feet in unison. Everyone stood on tiptoe, unmoving, eyes locked on her.As rose petals cascaded around her, the woman let her toes lightly touch the sta