The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal Novel Evelyn And Derek นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Damon accepted it with a faint smile, his hands lightly touching her shoulders in return. “Look who came back in time for once” she said as they pulled away. Lena, watching from behind, felt warmth stir in her chest. It made her remember that before he was a billionaire and a CEO, he was a son. And then Evelyn’s gaze shifted to her. “Oh, Amara, my darling!” she exclaimed suddenly, sweeping forward before Lena could even brace herself. She was enveloped in a light, floral scent and soft fabric as Evelyn pressed air kisses against her cheeks. “You look radiant, dear. Truly radiant. I was just telling the girls how marvelous your recovery has been. A successful gala, after barely a few weeks of

Verena narrowed her eyes, a slow smile curling. "Oh? Funny. I never saw the announcement." Eden smiled sweetly. "He proposed last week. On a rooftop. Rose petals. Fireworks." Cassian added without missing a beat, "She said yes before I finished the sentence." Verena’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. "Well. Congratulations. I hope she knows what she’s getting into." She sauntered out, leaving perfume and poison in her wake. Eden turned to Cassian, breathless. "Are you insane?"

“Evelyn, he’s doing well for himself. He’s in the seafood business, makes good money, has one son, already married and living abroad. He just wants a caring partner. We met at the park.” The longer she talked, the brighter her expression became. Meanwhile, heat climbed up Evelyn’s spine. “Seriously? A wealthy businessman who’s supposedly always busy just… finds a partner at the park?” Evelyn threw up her hands. “I’m not saying it’s impossible. But the odds are tiny. Did you actually think this through?”

"Derek has told me a lot about you. It's nice to finally meet you in person," "Eve, what are you doing?" Derek asked uncomfortably. "Who is she, Derek?" Desmond ask, turning to Derek and ignoring her hand which she dropped, embarrassed. "Oh... She?" Derek paused, glancing at me. "She... She's my friend. Yes, she's just a friend," He stuttered, smiling nervously. Evelyn's face went sour with sadness as she bit her lip. What was she expecting? That Derek will introduce her as his wife or what?

Ela asked and Evelyn's brows furrowed. "What?" She asked, confused. Ela took out a newspaper from her uniform's pocket and passed it to Evelyn. Evelyn opened the newspaper and her eyes widened looking at the full-page picture of her and Axel on the front page. She gaped at the picture stunned as she read the news which was written in highlights. 'Self-made billionaire and one of the best bachelors in the city, Axel Knight has tied the knot with Evelyn Brow,' she read the news again to make sure she was seeing right and then gulped before glancing at Ela who was staring at her.

But just let me confess my sins today. He cried. Evelyn still didn't utter a word. Dylan took her silence as a cue to continue further. He immediately stood up on his feet and faced everyone who was watching him with bewilderment. Dylan then heaved a deep sigh before speaking in his husky voice. Dylan: I know that this news must have come as a shock to you all but it's the truth. Evelyn Clarke was earlier the manager of her dad’s company, Clarke Enterprises. I met her in US around three years ago. She caught my eyes at our first meet and arouse my curiosity. Instantly I started my little research on her. I was surprised when I came to know that Eve is a child prodigy. Initially, I wanted Eve

It skidded across the glass and hit my chest. "Mr. Knight," she said, her voice dropping an octave, becoming the voice of a ruler. "I don't care about your apology. An apology has no market value." I looked down at the folder. In bold, black letters, it read: ACQUISITION PROPOSAL: KNIGHT GROUP. "What is this?" I asked, my voice trembling. "It’s an offer," Evelyn said, leaning back on her white leather throne. Her brothers flanked her now, a three-headed guard of Sterling fury.

***Elena’s POV*** I stared at the contract like it had personally insulted me. Dominic stood on the other side of the desk, one hand in his pocket, the other resting casually on the edge of the black folder, as though he had not just dropped the sort of proposal that could ruin a person’s entire week. “Sign it,” he said. I lifted my head slowly. “You say that like you’re asking me to agree to a lunch menu.” His eyes did not move. “It is not a lunch menu.”

Not until the entertainment segment flashed on. “...breaking tonight: Billionaire Alexander Blackwell pops the question to attorney Evelyn Carter in a fairy-tale proposal. Sources say it happened at her law firm, surrounded by colleagues and candlelight. The ring? A stunner with emeralds to match her eyes. Wedding bells expected this summer.” The screen cut to a grainy paparazzi shot: Alex and Evelyn stepping out of a restaurant, her hand lifted to shield her face, that rock catching the flash. She leaned into him, laughing. He kissed her temple like she was something precious.

“Girl, your life is a whole soap opera. Next thing you’ll tell me is they’re secret assassins.” “I wish they were. At least then I’d know what to do.” Marla sipped from her bottle. “You’re scared.” Evelyn stiffened. “I’m furious.” “No,” Marla said softly. “You’re scared of wanting something you can’t afford to want. You like him. Even his arrogance.” “I don’t—” “Evie, you punched a billionaire in the face, and he smiled. That’s not normal.” “Nothing about this is normal,” she muttered, looking up at the stars.