Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything.

Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. 

Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth.

Now he wants her and his son.

But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her?

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"B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling.

Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night. 

Of course, he remembered the party. 

He remembered the whiskey. 

But the woman? 

Nope. His brain served up a blank slate.

"Who was she?"

Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters."

"Cough! Cough!"

Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed. 

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Curiosity won, as always. 

Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button.

The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number.

“What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?”

Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet.

Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. 

Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside.

She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing.

Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly.

“Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”

"Let's get inside," Axel said smoothly. "Ethan is already waiting for us."


Evelyn opened her mouth to protest, but the warmth of the house spilled out as they stepped inside, silencing her. 


The interior was nothing like she had imagined. The stone walls radiated a cozy warmth, and the faint scent of wood and winter fragrance filled the air.


Evelyn's fingers tightened around Axel's hand as they stepped deeper into the farmhouse. She could feel her heartbeat racing, a mix of nervous anticipation and restless curiosity about Aunty Martha's son. 


She tried to steady her breathing, reminding herself that this meeting was long overdue and filled with hope, not fear.


Just as she managed to calm herself, another wave of shock crashed into her without warning.


Near the woodstove stood a tall man, his posture relaxed yet guarded, sharp eyes fixed on her with unmistakable alertness. The warm firelight cast soft shadows across his familiar face.


Chapter 400 - Evelyn Was Shocked to See Ethan Wright