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Evelyn, cornered by their cruelty, felt a surge of frustration. "I'm not a replacement! I deserve respect and kindness, just like anyone else in this family!" Jane and Janella exchanged incredulous glances. "Respect? Kindness?" Jane laughed, a mocking tone in her voice. "You're living in a fantasy, Evelyn. In this house, you'll only get what you deserve." Evelyn, undeterred, stood her ground. "I won't let you define my worth. I am part of this family, and I deserve to be treated with dignity." Evelyn's declaration hung in the air, challenging the oppressive atmosphere in the room. Jane and Janella exchanged glances, a silent acknowledgment of the defiance before them. Jane scoffed, "Your worth? You're a constant reminder of a mistake." Janella chimed in, "Father should have never taken you in." Evelyn, undeterred, retorted, "I didn't ask to be here, but I am part of this family, and I won't let you belittle me." The tension escalated as Jane leaned in, her voice dripping with ma

"I've thought about it, Father. I'll marry Adrian Sterling."Harold, visibly relieved, smiled at Evelyn. "That's wonderful news, Evelyn! This decision will bring great honor and prosperity to our family.Jane's eyes gleamed with triumph as she continued to weave her manipulative narrative. "See, Harold? Evelyn, no I mean, our daughter has finally come to her senses. This marriage will elevate our family's status, and she'll finally contribute something meaningful."Janella, with a feigned smile, chimed in, "I'm glad you've decided to do the right thing, Evelyn. This alliance is essential for the future of our family."On the other hand, Mr. and Mrs. Sterling discussed the marriage to their son, Adrian. "Marriage? With Janella?" he asked, uninterested, slipping on his earphones."No, instead of Janella. They want you to get married to their other daughter, Evelyn. Adrian, we've secured a promising alliance with the Scott," she explained, her tone carrying a hint of authority.Adrian,

Evelyn had been living a peaceful life with Adrian. She had been happy with him. She never thought that a man like him could give him such assurance and happiness to her. Adrian treated her very well. They lived in a small cozy apartment Adrian, and Evelyn couldn't ask for more, but to have a peaceful life. When she went out of the room, she then saw Adrian was preparing dinner for them. She smiled at him, "I think you're a good cook," she complimented, and Adrian smiled at her. "You think so?" she just nodded her head and then began to eat the breakfast. It was Evelyn's first meal and she enjoyed it so much. She never had a proper meal at the house, they also gave her the leftovers. As Adrian watched how she ate, he pitied her. "Hey, easy... You might-" Her cheek bloated as the food as they in her mouth when she faced Adrian, causing him to laugh while looking at her cute face. "You're a great cook, Adrian," she said to him and he nodded his head, "Thank you." Later tha

Adrian had been anxiously waiting for Evelyn's return. As she walked out of the building, he could sense something wasn't right. "Evelyn, how did it go?" he asked, concern etched on his face. She took a deep breath, a mix of frustration and determination in her eyes. "It didn't go well. They think I'm not qualified for the position." Adrian frowned, "What company is that?" Evelyn sighed, "It's the Lincoln Designs." Adrian's expression tightened with concern. "That doesn't make sense. You're more than qualified for any position." Evelyn was surprised, "I didn't tell you what position I am applying for. So, did you know about that?" He clears his throat, "Of course. It's all on the web," he lied. Adrian is the owner of that company, the real him. He's the Heir of the Lincoln Designs, but he didn't tell Evelyn about it. He wanted to see people's perspectives when he was a nobody to everyone, he wanted to know who would stay with him no matter what. Adrian's heart sank, hearing th

Back at the Scott's house, in a dimly lit room, Jane, Evelyn's stepmother, hatched a sinister plan. Her eyes gleamed with greed and ambition as she meticulously mixed a colorless, odorless poison into her husband's favorite evening drink. Jane's resentment towards Evelyn had festered over the years, fueled by an insatiable desire for power and control. She perceived Evelyn as a stumbling block in her quest to acquire the family fortune and ultimately inherit the company. "My love, here's your medication," Jane said sweetly, her voice laced with a false tenderness as she handed the glass to Harold. He, trusting his wife implicitly, took the drink without a second thought and consumed it without hesitation. As the weeks passed, the insidious effects of Jane's malevolent actions began to take a toll on Harold's health. Unbeknownst to him, every dose of the so-called medication administered by his wife concealed the slow, venomous progression of the colorless, odorless poison. Harold,