All Chapters of The return of the Heiress : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I called out "Evelyn," but she just kept walking, not even glancing back. Realization dawned on me – I shouldn't have said those hurtful words. I wasn't thinking.A heavy sigh escaped my lips. Being bedridden made it impossible for me to chase after her, to fix this. I shut my eyes, trying to clear the jumble of thoughts in my head. But her parting words kept echoing: "I hope I don't regret this.”And she was right – if it turned out her father and mine were mere pawns in someone's game, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for putting her through so much. Just because my crush had faded didn't mean I wanted her to get hurt. We could at least try to be friends.I hit the bell without hesitation, and a maid appeared almost immediately. "Get out," I snapped, and she quickly left.I hit the bell again, this time waiting what felt like an eternity for the person I truly wanted – Evelyn. When she finally appeared at the door, despite her frown, she still looked beautiful, her Hazel ey

Evelyn's POV.Alex chuckled. "Lucas is a brother to me," he said, and I nodded, not wanting to argue. Alex never grasped the rules of the game – never trust anyone. If this case wasn’t Alex's own, I'd never have involved him. In law we were being taught that everyone was a suspect until proven otherwise."So, where do we start?" Alex asked, his eyes scanning the surroundings. I met his gaze, my mind already racing with possibilities. "I'll do the thinking, and you just affirm and add if possible," I said, and Alex nodded, a hint of a smile on his face. "Hopefully, you're smart," he teased, and I feigned annoyance, rolling my eyes. "Come on, we both know I'm smarter than you," I said with a smirk, and Alex chuckled.Just as the banter was flowing, Alex's expression turned serious, and he asked, "What about Ethan?”As I looked at Alex, a wave of realization washed over me – we hadn't discussed Ethan since his recovery from the coma. I pushed away from his chair and walked to the

Chapter fifty five.Evelyn's POV.I shook my head, thinking I was overthinking things. Lucas was looking at me normally, but deep down, I felt like I was lying to myself. “Ye….yeah,” he stuttered. As a lawyer, I'd noticed that people who stutter when asked unexpected questions often had something to hide. But looking at Lucas, I couldn't imagine him being involved in the case. Because he really has no gain. I breathed out, feeling overwhelmed by my own thoughts. I needed to take a break and clear my head. Just as I was about to compose myself, Alex said, "You were asking him a question," and I snapped back to attention. "Oh, yes, so as I was saying, Lucas, what's your take on this case?”"I...I...don't get," he said, and I smiled, chewing slowly. "Do you think my father really did injustice to Alex's dad?" I asked, and his eyes darted to Alex before returning to me. "You're putting me in a tight corner," he said, and I chuckled. "It's just a yes or no response," I pressed, and

Chapter fifty seven.Alex's POV.The morning sun streamed in, and I groaned, opening my eyes. As I looked around, I realized Evelyn was nowhere to be found. I chuckled to myself, knowing she was probably already stressing about the case.At this moment, I didn't need anyone to tell me she was innocent – I could see it in the way she threw herself into it. I felt a wave of relief and happiness, realizing I had been wrong to try to hate her. I almost wanted to kick myself for being so blind. The feeling of guilt mixed with happiness was overwhelming, but I was glad the truth was finally sinking in.I winced in pain as I struggled to sit down, hissing softly as I landed in the wheelchair. I hated this thing with passion; it was a constant reminder of my limitations. All I wanted was to be free and go back to my normal life.I missed my company, and I had no idea what was happening there. I wheeled myself out of the room, the aroma of coffee wafted through the air, and I knew instantly

Chapter fifty nine.Evelyn's POV.I stepped outside, and Alex's eyes widened as he took in my appearance. "You're so beautiful," he said, his voice low and sincere. I felt my cheeks flush, and I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you," I mumbled, trying to play it cool. "You're not looking bad yourself," I added, meaning every word. He looked stunning in his gray suit. "Let's go," I said, and he nodded. "You know how to drive?" he asked, and I shook my head, "No, I don't." He raised an eyebrow, his expression serious, and I burst out laughing. "Just kidding!" I said, holding his wheelchair and pushing him outside. "If you didn't know how to drive, what would have happened?" I asked. "Anything except canceling the date," he replied, his eyes sparkling. I laughed. "Why is the date that important?”"It is because I want to make you feel special," he said, and my cheeks flushed. I wasn't used to being treated with such thoughtfulness, and I didn't know how to respond. "Thank you," I