Evelyn Miller Only Novels & Stories

Ok, what's the celebration today? Letting out a scoff, she shakes her head, walking over to her seat. "Good morning, Eve," Marian, one of her colleagues greets her with a smile on her face. Marian is the only close person Evelyn has in the company. Marian would sometimes go over to her place to keep her company, and whenever she feel bored at home, she do go over to her house for a visit too. "Hey Marian, how're you doing?" She smiles as she turns to face Marian, but she cringes dramatically when she sees weird makeup on her face too. She's getting curious and more confused. What's going on?

Black Estates, America Evelyn had locked herself in a random cabin and was pacing back and forth like a mad woman. She wasn't asleep, she was just pretending. Dylan got a call from Mr. Swift and he immediately left. Taking the chance, Evelyn ran out of his cabin not caring about the weird glances which she was receiving by the people who were present in the hallway. She went inside a random room and locked herself inside it.

~Cali~ Evan is in a peaceful sleep state again after he took his meds. I had a quick stop at my place for a shower and came back here, not focusing on how this place is making me uncomfortable. All I know is that I need to be here when he opens his eyes. With my laptop and a few documents scattered on the coffee table, this place became my office for the last four days. Rylee is a quick learner. Emma only needed a week to train her, and now I can leave her to handle things when I leave the office.

I began working. I was going to serve King Kane the food and drinks. I walked up to him with the tray containing his plate of food and a glass of juice... I could physically feel the fear in my body as a result of the way he was gazing at me. My whole body was throbbing... I had to maintain control to prevent falling with the tray. I raised my eyebrows as I drew nearer; he continued to look at me, but I quickly broke eye contact. 'What have you done wrong, Evelyn?' was echoing loudly in my head while my heart was beating so quickly. 'Are you poorly dressed? Why is he looking at you as if you have done something wrong?'

Miller will be mad. Ethan shook his head. "No, there's someone else. Everly." "Right. Mrs. Miller doesn't have any family members. After Mona's death, she only has her best friend, Everly, left. "To Mrs. Miller, they're both the most important people in her life!" "She has been rushing about for Everly's sake for the past few days. It's not hard to see how important Everly is to her." But Brent was bothered about one thing. "But Ms. Hilton may not be willing to cooperate. She must be on Mrs. Miller's side."

Evelyn sat down and dripped down her face because she felt she would have been the one having that moment with her husband but that happy journey was cut short by her mom, her dad and Brianna and now she has to borrow Marylyn’s body to be with her husband. 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. “

Evelyn whispered, gently placing the baby into Eleanor’s waiting arms. Eleanor’s face softened as she looked down, running a delicate hand across the soft cheeks of the tiny bundle before her. Evelyn managed a tired smile, taking a final glance at the mother and child before slipping back into the hallway. In the nursery, the second baby stirred softly, a little cry escaping her lips. Evelyn sighed, her head spinning slightly as she picked up the second baby. This was Victoria Miller, 7 pounds, 4 ounces. She took a breath and focused. Just one more delivery.

“Perhaps I had someone watching her for her own protection.” “Don’t.” “Don’t what, Declan?” “Don’t lie to me in this room one more time.” My voice came out harder than I intended, years of restraint finally cracking under the weight of everything I’d learned in the past month. “I know about the loan. I know about the containment clause. I know Evelyn Ward’s death was staged and buried, and I know you’ve spent twenty-five years making sure nobody ever asked the questions Milly is asking right now.”

"Evelyn! EVELYN!" * * *

I saw the name on her tag, as well as her position - Molly, the store manager, apparently. Evelyn put on a professional smile before greeting the Manager, “I came here to do some inspection. Is there anything wrong here, Mrs. Molly?” The sales assistant scoffed. “Just a poor person who does not have money to buy perfume and wanted to create trouble by trying to smear the “Moonlight” perfume.” I saw Evelyn stiffened oh-so-barely; you would miss it if you weren’t paying attention. Unfortunately for her, I noticed it, as did the shock and guilty look on her face when she first saw me.