Semua Bab My toyboy is Alpha King: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Evelyn's pov I stood backstage, my heart racing with anticipation as the co-host announced the final two contestants of the jewelry design competition: Stella and me, Evelyn. The crowd erupted into applause as we made our way to the stage, where our models were waiting to showcase our designs.The competition had been grueling, with 100 designers from all over the world vying for the top spot.

Dylan's POV I stood in front of the hospital room, a bag of food in my hand, and a pang of regret in my heart. I had missed the chance to say goodbye to Evelyn, leaving her side to grab a bite to eat. When I returned, I found that she had already left, but not without leaving behind a small token of our encounter.On the bedside table, a rabbit-shaped hairpin lay waiting for me. I picked it up,

Evelyn's POV As I bid farewell to Francis, he turned to me with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I'll be texting you once you're back home, Evelyn. Don't forget to reply, I know you're very busy."I laughed, feeling a sense of gratitude towards him. "Thanks for helping me out, Francis. I owe you one."

Stella's POV I knelt on the cold, hard floor, my eyes fixed on Evelyn's unyielding expression. I swallowed my pride, the bitter taste of humiliation burning in my throat. "Evelyn, please... forgive me," I begged, my voice trembling. "I'll do anything. I'll transfer my shares, just please don't destroy our family's business."Evelyn's gaze seemed to bore into my soul, her eyes glinting with a cold, calculating light. "You'll transfer your shares, Stella?" she repeated, her voice dripping with skepticism. "How convenient. But I'm not that easily satisfied."My heart sank, my mind racing with panic. What did she want from me? "W-what do you mean?" I stuttered, trying to keep my composure."I mean that I want those shares transferred to me first," Evelyn said, her voice firm and unyielding. "Before I even think about stepping in to help your family's business."I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. My mind reeled with shock and confusion, my thoughts racing with panic. This couldn't b

Francis's POV As I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the gentle hum of conversation. Helen and Evelyn were already up and about, their faces bright with morning cheer. They exchanged warm smiles with me, and Helen immediately got to work on making me a cup of coffee."Good morning, Francis," Helen said, her voice warm and inviting. "How are you today?""I'm doing great, thanks," I replied, taking a seat beside Evelyn. "Just ready to take on the day."Evelyn turned to me, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "So, Francis, do you work on weekends too?"I shook my head. "No, I'm free on weekends. Just part-time gigs during the week."Evelyn's face lit up with excitement. "Oh, that's great! So, how do you plan on spending your weekend?"I parted my lips to respond, but Helen's sudden hissing interrupted me. I turned to look at her, concern etched on my face. "What's going on, Helen?"Evelyn's brow furrowed with worry. "Mom, is everything