Chapter 006

​EVELYN’S POV

​I looked at her with a look of pure disgust.

​“You tried to kill me, and you think you can get away with it?” I raised an eyebrow.

​Her eyes flickered with panic as she stared at her mother for help.

​“What are you talking about, Rosie? Ivy is your sister. You shouldn't say such things just because you're mad,” her mother said. Even though she was trying to sound like a loving parent, I could see right through her facade. It disgusted me.

​“Oh, stop with the pretense. It's starting to bore me,” I spoke nonchalantly.

​I turned my attention to setting up my new cellphone, but a message popped up on the screen that made me frown.

​“You don't talk to your mother like that!” the woman screeched.

​“You're not my mother! Get the hell out of my face!” I barked angrily.

​My voice was laced with a killing intent they had never heard before. They flinched backward in fear, realizing for the first time that the docile Rosetta was gone. Terrified, they rushed out of the room, leaving me all alone.

​I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart before focusing on the message.

​[Get ready by six. My driver will pick you up.]

​I didn't need a name to know who sent it. That arrogant Tyrant.

​I shook my head and decided not to dwell on it. I tried to search Rosetta’s memories for something useful, but first, I needed to wash the stench of this hospital and this family off me.

​I went straight to the bathroom. I had to admit, I was impressed by how magnificent it was. It seemed like Rosetta took exclusive care of her skin, hence the natural glow. I prepared a bath and peeled off my clothes, soaking in the tub while letting the reality of my situation sink in.

​I knew I was currently no match for the Organization in this weak body. But with the help of someone powerful enough, I could have my revenge.

​The face of that arrogant man popped up in my head.

​Williams Carter. A business tycoon who held the keys to the city. He was the most powerful businessman in the whole of Asia, with his hands in everything—legal and illegal.

​But my ego meant everything to me. I wasn't about to beg him for help.

​A few hours later, that arrogant man had someone deliver a box to my room.

​“This is your chance to make up with him, okay? I know you feel wronged, but trust me, Honey, it's for the best.”

​I looked at Mr. Glenn, the man who was supposed to be Rosetta's father, and shook my head in pity. He was supposed to protect his daughter no matter what. Unfortunately, he was a spineless coward willing to sell his daughter to save his own skin.

​“So much for being a loving father,” I said, rolling my eyes.

​He frowned deeply. “I don't know what's gotten into you or why you're suddenly being a jerk to everyone. Don't you dare ruin things for me. You know how much this merger means for the company.”

​I felt sorry for Rosetta for being born into such a horrible family.

​“Understood,” I muttered. As much as I hated taking orders, I knew I had to be on my best behavior to get out of this house.

​“That's better... you should look pretty for him, okay?” He smiled softly, his eyes fake-softening as he tapped my shoulder before walking away.

​Once he was gone, I opened the box Williams had sent. My lips curled upward.

​Inside was a black bodycon dress embedded with tiny gems that caught the light like stars. It was paired with silver stiletto heels, a diamond necklace, and a silver clutch to compliment the stunning fabric.

​He indeed had taste.

​I picked up the dress and carefully changed into it. I tied my hair up in a messy bun, letting a few strands fall against my face to frame it. Back in my old life, I often wore fancy dresses to infiltrate gatherings of the rich, so this was easy-peasy.

​I sat in front of the vanity mirror and applied provocative makeup, finishing with bold red lipstick.

​I was going to get back at him with this.

​We all know what provocative makeup does to men who can't control themselves. I glanced at my reflection once again and smiled in satisfaction.

​Shortly after, a knock landed on my door, announcing the arrival of his driver. I picked up my clutch and stepped out of the room.

​As I headed for the stairs, I saw Ivy standing in the hallway. She looked furious. I flashed her a smile of ridicule, which made her fume and storm off immediately.

​My eyes fell on someone standing at the bottom of the stairs.

​He was clad in a white tuxedo and a black bow tie. His eyes were fixated on my body, and the intensity of his gaze made me feel uneasy. I slowly made my way down the stairs.

​His lips curled upward in an arrogant smirk as he stretched forth his hand. I placed mine in his, letting him help me down the last few steps, but I wasn't buying his gentleman act.

​He was obviously putting on a show for the servants.

​“Shall we?” he asked.

​I forced a smile as he led me out of the mansion toward the Maybach waiting right outside. His driver held the door open; Williams stepped inside first, and I followed suit.

​The moment the door shut, his demeanor changed instantly. He moved away from me as if I were some kind of bacteria. He even took out a handkerchief to wipe the hand that had touched mine.

​The nerve of that man!

​I took a deep breath, trying not to snap his neck. I had my eyes on a bigger goal—the Silver Mask—so I wasn't going to let him get on my nerves, no matter how hard he tried.

​“Disgusting,” I muttered, just loud enough for him to hear.

​He scoffed. “My business partner is hosting a party, and I'm sure you know what that means. It would be wise if you were on your best behavior.”

​I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

​I could feel his eyes on me the whole time, but I pretended not to care as I leaned against the window, putting as much distance between us as possible.

​The ride to the hotel where the event was being held took longer than expected. To my surprise, there were paparazzi and cameras swarming the entrance.

​I became nervous. I tried to keep a calm expression, but deep down, I hated cameras. Assassins didn't do well with publicity.

​“What's wrong? Can't keep up?” His voice was laced with mockery as the car pulled up to the red carpet. The flashbulbs were blinding.

​“You wish,” I scolded.

​He chuckled coldly before stepping out of the car. The cameras began clicking furiously. To their surprise, he stretched forth his hand again. I placed mine in his, and the crowd went wild, curious to see the woman the terrifying Williams Carter was with.

​He helped me out of the car, and I managed to compose myself as the lights flashed right in my eyes.

​He wrapped his arm around my waist securely, pulling me flush against his side as he led me toward the entrance with a lopsided smile on his face.

​“Smile, fool. You look like a brick,” he whispered into my ear. From the outside, it looked like a romantic whisper between lovers.

​“F*ck off,” I said between clenched teeth, forcing a dazzling smile.

​He led me through a hall filled with influential businessmen, socialites, and conglomerate heads. They all turned in our direction with looks of surprise plastered on their faces. I could feel their intense stares on me.

​His hold on my waist tightened possessively as we approached a group of businessmen standing by a table, holding their drinks and chit-chatting.

​“Hello, Mr. Carter! I didn't think you would make it,” a bald man spoke with a bright smile, extending his hand.

​“Nice party you've got going,” Mr. Grumpy complimented him dryly.

​Just as expected, Williams ignored the handshake, but surprisingly, they weren't offended by it. They were used to his tyranny.

​“Nice to meet you all,” he spoke formally, accepting a glass of champagne from a waiter before handing one to me.

​I could feel their eyes analyzing me, but I acted nonchalant as I quietly sipped my drink.

​“And who is the pretty damsel beside you that has got everyone talking, Mr. Carter?” the bald man asked, trailing his eyes all over my body in a way that made me want to gouge his eyes out.

​Williams pulled me closer.

​“She is...”