Evelin Miller Novels & Stories

I smiled, blinking my eyes and said, "I hope I can hold up here. Well, you are?" "Eva Brown, and Mr Adam Miller's secretary. He is the opposite of Mr Connell, so my job is somewhat easy but sometimes he becomes like Mr Connell, after all, they are half-sibling," she said with a small laugh but one thing attracted me. It was her eyes which sparked when she took Adam's name. Wait. What did she say? Adam Miller, please he shouldn't cross his path to me. I don't want to mess my life more. "It was nice meeting you, Ms Brown," I said coming in the sense as my floor came.

she said, her voice warm, then softened as she looked at Ophelia. Evan’s lips curved into a rare, genuine smile, his hand resting on his mother’s shoulder. “Millie, this is my mother, Ophelia Moretti.” Millie’s eyes widened, her smile broadening, her hands clasping together. “Oh my gosh, I didn’t know,” she said, pausing, clearly shocked. “It’s so nice to meet you, Ophelia.” Ophelia’s eyes crinkled, a faint warmth breaking through her exhaustion. “Nice to meet you, Millie. Evan told me about you on our ride here.”

He had the aura of someone who was used to taking control of every situation, yet today, even he seemed to be filled with a quiet excitement. By his side stood Evelyn, a poised vision in a simple yet elegant black dress. The soft curls of her hair framed her face, and her eyes glinted with a quiet strength that had only grown since her return to the public spotlight. She stood with a grace that commanded attention, but there was also a slight nervousness in her posture, betraying the weight of the world she was about to take on.

Her office was beautiful and posh like an elegant personal secretary to the most important and well-known architect in the world. Ana got to her seat and held her phone to G****e about Eliza. Eliza Princeton was a prime time actress from Romania. She had won many accolades from winning over five Emmys, ten golden globe awards and six prime time tv awards. Ana looked down at her marital status and saw Eliza went through two divorces at just the age of 27 and was now single again to the world.

Mrs Angela said, smiling gleefully. Tracy Molly turned, her radiant smile beaming as she showcased an effortless grace. Her poised demeanour was matched only by her stunning appearance. Her dress flowed elegantly around her, accentuating her feminine assets. Wade's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Tracy approached the table, her gaze meeting his. His mother, Mrs Angela, looked triumphant, clearly pleased with Tracy's grand entrance. "Isn't she beautiful, Wade?" Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance.

The moment I sat on the soft surface, the cameraman gave me a hand gesture as a signal that the show… finally commences. It was at that moment. A clicking sound on the floor, footsteps coming towards the stage. The figure of a person slowly revealing from the darkness. And as light finally shun upon its face, a figure of a woman appears—revealing the former no. 1 model that caught the attention of the entire world, Ophelia Maine, my mother.

The music began playing and the two kept dancing somewhat lost in each other's eyes the audience were looking at them both. "They make a perfect couple" one of the guests commented After the dance, Evelyn immediately disengaged from Eric's arms. Eric knowing that she still has feelings for him was a little bit glad but she finding it hard to show it was what baffles him. Everyone partied that day, and then went to their various homes. ~~~~ "I found out about everything on Evelyn Mills" Brad said as they met up "Alright, talk to me." Wendy ordered "She is truly related to Ivy Mills, she is the daughter of Late Donald Mills and she is now very rich since she accumulated wealth from Ivy Mills."

“This isn’t your home either. If you feel that you have a place here then you’re joking because you have none. No one here sees you as their daughter-in-law. They all want me and not you.” “Look, I have no time for this. If you want to stay here forever then you can. I don’t think I have any problem with that. After all, you like freelancing a lot. You live here whereas you have a home. Don’t tell me you have a hidden agenda here.” “You’re the one who has a hidden agenda, Madeline. Evelyn is considered as a part of the Johan family and you have no right to speak to her that way.” That was Milly Johan. She walked closer to them and stood beside Evelyn.

After two years she will be free to get married to whoever she pleases. We sit in silence for some minutes before light footsteps are heard from the front door. A young lady in a maid’s attire with a luggage in her hand comes into view. She is soon followed by a lady clad in all black. She is also on a face cap but anyone could tell that she wasn’t a normal person because she carried a powerful aura. Emilia Peyton.

She didn’t entered into Marylyn she wanted her to enjoy her moment with Manuel but she couldn’t sit and watch them having sex and she disappears back to the hospital walking around only for she to see a woman crying and she stood staring at the woman and the woman stood up and walks to her and she says to her “ Can you see me? The woman asks in tears and Evelyn looks around because as far as she knows no one has seen her since her death. “ Can you see me? She replied with a question. “ Yes, I can see you” the woman says. “ Meaning we can see each other right? Evelyn asks. “Yes” the woman answered. “ Why are you crying? She asked the woman. “ My husband mistress asked that I should be killed