Evelyn Payne Novels & Stories

She knew that Joanne was Catelyn's close friend and also her cousin's wife. "So, you're Catelyn's friend? No wonder you have a foul mouth. While I understand your loyalty towards her, it would be wise not to provoke me. Otherwise, if I were to slip some poison powder into your body, you might not live long enough to see my child being born," Evelyn replied arrogantly. "Poisoning someone is now something to be proud of? Shame on you to compete for a man using such despicable methods!" Joanne retorted. Evelyn, who was young and usually spoiled, didn't take kindly to Joanne's taunts and retorted back with equal vigor.

Evelyn Carter. Her photo was clipped neatly to the top of her file. She wasn’t glamorous. She wasn’t styled or polished like Vanessa Hart, or the glittering women who usually hovered around his son. She was… ordinary. A diner waitress with tired eyes and soft curves. But in that ordinariness, Gregory saw exactly what he needed. He tapped the photo with his finger. “This one.” Allen blinked. “Evelyn Carter? She’s only just applied. The evaluation process isn’t even complete.”