Evelyn Todd Novels & Stories

We’re almost there, the cool promise of the evening air just steps away, when someone steps into our path. “Mr. and Mrs. Washington!” I glance up to see Evelyn, the publicist for the Washington Hotel franchise and all its subsidiaries. She’s polished as ever, her sleek black dress a sharp contrast to her bright, professional smile. “First of all, happy anniversary to both of you,” she says warmly. Her eyes flicker toward me, taking in my dress. “You are clearly the only one who can pull that off, Mrs. Washington.” “Thanks,” I reply, offering a polite smile. “You can just call me Gina, you know.” Evelyn is great at her job—sharp, efficient, and always on top of things. I understand why Mark h

She finally realized why her mother always told her not to show her face to the press—her mother didn’t want the Cranstons to find out about her existence. Evelyn, Cordy's mother, had inherited her flair for fashion design from Martha, Cordy's grandmother. However, Martha died very early, and though Evelyn's talent was discovered at a young age, the Cranstons forbade Evelyn from studying it further. That may be the reason Evelyn left the Cranstons, cutting all ties with them in the cleanest way possible. Cordy never understood that. Why would Evelyn hide herself and Cordy after leaving the Cranstons? She should be flaunting that she could do well on her own even after leaving.

After all, what we don't know, can't hurt us. Now more about me, I am a Witch through my bloodline. I am a descendant of Elizabeth Howe, who was hanged as a Witch on the 19th of July 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials. The sad part about it is she was a Witch, but a White Witch who just wanted to live happily raising her six children.

All we wanted was to be Jacob and Sadie and be free. I found a woman by the name of Doctor Riley Kim. She is a well-known Psychiatrist here in Baker with a hell of a reputation. She is also very expensive and hard to see. I got an appointment for Sadie and me two weeks after Sadie turns eighteen. We hoped she would work with us once we told her our situation. We needed her to see Sadie as a mentally healthy woman. We needed her to see how wrong Sadies reports were. The only thing we worried about was how the doctor could get ahold of Sadies records without giving our location away. It wasn't going to be easy, but we had to try something.

She looked like Zara but she had a mole just below her right eyebrow. The Fords had four children. Whilst the twins were more vocal, their last born, Evelyn, was more introverted even though she was a famous actress and the reason the Fords joined the film industry. Evelyn sat next to Oliver and ate quietly. She did give him a glance and a small smile of encouragement. "You're all so noisy, this is why I prefer eating with Dad and Evelyn," Oliver remarked, scooping up some scrambled eggs and placing them on Evelyn's plate, knowing she was feeling too shy to ask.

Those who tried to tarnish her reputation were now questioning their beliefs. They all knew deep down that she was right. She was Evangeline Carter. Her name alone carried enough weight to silence doubters, and her commanding presence solidified it further. It was one thing to wear an exquisite dress, but to exude the grace and confidence that made it come alive was a rare trait. Eva needed no man's wealth or validation to define her. From the moment she was born, her legacy and the fortune tied to it were more than enough to secure a life of endless possibilities.

Evelyn stood up and walked to the middle of the desks. She took a deep breath, and I followed her lead. “Miss Garrison, have you ever had a one-night stand?” I felt the colour drain from my face. What did this have to do with the case? “Miss Garrison?” “Yes, once.” “Do you remember when you had the one-night stand?” “It was about 2 weeks after I moved here.” “And when was that exactly?” “I moved here on November the 18th last year.”

“Mom, do you know anything about Dad before you got married? But promise me... you won't get angry.” “I promise,” Evelyn replied, her curiosity piqued. What secret had her daughter discovered? “Did you know that Dad had a girlfriend... before you, more than twenty years ago?” Jennie said slowly. Evelyn frowned. “Girlfriend?” she repeated, surprised, as old memories came flooding back. “Yes. Fernanda Burdeos.” The name hit her like a bomb. Evelyn froze. This was no stranger. On the contrary, it was a name engraved in her memory—a ghost from her past.

She says as I slump my shoulders, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to convince them otherwise. --- As I step inside the grand hotel, I am taken aback. It looked like a queen was getting married. Well, have you seen Eleanor? She is a goddamn queen. But I didn’t think Hank could afford such a grand money, I am guessing she is rich. I look down at my sundress which looked very simple compared to the people surrounding me. I thought the dinner and celebration was at 8 pm. “Oh my god, Emily, you are here.” I see this beautiful, tall woman gracefully walking towards me with her tight red dress.

After receiving Mrs. Ford Sr.'s approval, Evelyn organized a grand party. She rented two floors of the Cloud Court Hotel, inviting many prominent families and celebrities from Jasper City. Due to the short notice, Evelyn was almost working non-stop, although tired, she always wore a smile on her face. After marrying into the Ford family for so many years, this was the first time she had organized such a grand event. Although she had hosted parties before, they were all arranged by the butler. Although this saved a lot of trouble, she always felt uncomfortable, thinking that the butler did not value her parties enough and was deliberately targeting her!