Evelyn Miller Of Novels & Stories

said the flight attendant while pointing her finger to the blue button. "Thanks!" She opened the laptop and started to search for James Miller's name, even though he was known as a self-made billionaire but he wasn't that famous in the United States until that day when the news broke up and people started to find out about him. Right on the top of the search result, Megan Hutton's face appeared. Becky covered her mouth, it was she who leak the news. But how did she manage to know about James Miller's past? James said he never told anyone about his life...

Her excitement from earlier had been crushed, and she needed something or at best, someone to blame. Evelyn was the easiest target. She marched into the building. The receptionist stood. “Do you have an appointment ma’am?” “No. I'll be quick.” “Ms. Miller isn't receiving visitors.” Violetta smiled, “Tell her Violetta is here.” The receptionist hesitated. Violetta's smile disappeared. “Now!” *** Evelyn was halfway through reviewing a design proposal when her assistant entered. “Ms. Miller, Violetta is downstairs.” Evelyn looked up.

Evelyn's POV When I woke up next, it was dark outside. My mouth was dry like sand was stuck in my throat and I felt like I wanted to throw up. After a few moments of trying to orient myself, I remembered that I was in the hospital. I took a deep, heavy breath. "Eve…?" A soft, feminine voice called from beside me. I lazily turned my head to the left and saw Mila sitting next to me in the recliner. She got up immediately and gently took my hand in hers. Her expression was riddled with concern and worry as her lips trembled.

“I appreciate your nagging, Evelyn, but I really don’t need it right now. I need your help. Not later. Now.” The silence filled the conversation as Evelyn didn’t answer immediately. She didn’t expect River to call her, let alone ask for some help. If someone as high as River was pleading with her like this, it only means one thing. The situation wasn’t in his advantage, nor for her. “Tell me what happened.” “You remember Serenity Miller, right?” River asked. Evelyn nodded. “Of course. Your dearest cousin. What about her?” “Ricardo and Eleanor… They’re drugging her,” he confessed. “Heavy sedatives, Hallucinogens, or whatever keeps her obedient. I saw the effects. I tested it myself. I sent yo

Recognition flickered across her face. “You’re the one from the news. The Rhodes girl.” I lifted my chin slightly. “I’m Anya Miller. I’m a writer.” “Sure you are,” she muttered, the skepticism thick in her tone. She hit a key with more force than necessary. “Stand against the wall.”

A woman stood between the trees. She held a silver blade in one hand, and the sight of her face stopped me cold because I had seen her before, not in my own memories but in Candice's. The woman who had appeared in the blood echo, the woman Lia had described, was standing there as though she had been waiting for us. Evelyn Miller. Orson turned toward her, and for the first time since I had known him, something unmistakable crossed his face. Fear. Evelyn slowly raised the silver blade, her eyes settling directly on me before she spoke with a calmness that made the entire ruined settlement fall silent. “You are not supposed to be here yet, Alpha.”

The man stared back at her silently. “Hello, Mr. Miller,” Elena said. “How are you doing today?” Mr. Miller remained silent. “Oh, don’t worry. You don’t need to speak. I’ll do all the talking for us both.” Elena smirked. Mr. Miller continued staring at her. “Look, I don’t have much time to waste on you, so let’s cut to the chase. You work for Richard McDowell, correct?” Mr. Miller nodded. “And you were hired by him to spy on me?”

I am alone? "who did Evelyn sell Danielle to please😭"

For that one person who had promised not to let her suffer! Then their eyes met at a single trace. A glint of hope flashed through her eyes and all she did was release a faint smile. He was seated at the back with a face cap on but he averted his gaze as soon as their eyes met and pulled his hat over his face properly. She did not read meaning into it. She thought he was only trying to keep his identity hidden, with how influential he is. She quickly turned to the judge and Said.. "I plead guilty your honour. I, Althea Grace Miller attempted to kill Katie Rolland!" She admitted confidently and the protesters did not stop asking that she be punished severely.

Evelin wiped herself, dabbed her face with powder, applied her perfume to her wrist, and came out of the washroom naked. Mills was already sprawled on the bed face first and snoring.