NovelEnglishI couldn't trust Ethan anymore. The sweet memories we once shared would be forever sealed in the deepest corners of my heart.
From that point on, I devoted myself entirely to my work. I channeled all my energy into Evelyn Studio.
With that, I becstronger because the man who once held my heart was no longer by my side. I forced myself to stop thinking of him, to stop revisiting the past. "Evelyn, take a look at this." Kevin suddenly approached and handedan envelope.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI took it with caution and opened it to find an invitation inside. It was an invitation to attend the Grayson Group's centennial celebration.
My heart skipped a beat. The centennial celebration was the most prestigious event for Grayson Group. It was reserved only for the wealthiest and most influential. And here I was, the head of Evelyn Studio, among the invitees? "What's this about?" I frowned and asked.
Kevin shrugged. "I don't know. It cdirectly from the headquarters." I paused for a moment before setting the invitation back to the desk. "Forget it. I'm not going." "Why not?" Kevin asked in surprise. "Evelyn Stuis growing right now. Don't you think attending would be a great opportunity to show them what we've got?" I scoffed. "I'm not interested in that kind of meaningless networking. Besides, what connection do we have with Grayson Group? Ethan is just trying to make things difficult for me." The mention of his ncaused a sharp ache in my chest.
Kevin sighed. "Evelyn, do you really hate Mr. Grayson that much? I can see the way he looks at you—" "Don't say it." I cut him off. "Anyway, this isn't up for discussion. I'm not going." Kevin tried to persuadeagain, but I shot him a glare, and he reluctantly fell silent.
That evening, I drank alone in my villa. Outside, the rain drizzled softly, bringing forth a rush of sorrowful memories. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from an unfamiliar number. I opened it, and my heart froze.
"Evelyn, I know you don't want to meet me, but I miss you. You have to cto tomorrow's celebration. I'll be waiting for you on the balcony. I have something to say." How did Ethan get my new number? And now, he was invitingto the party? Saying he had something important to discuss? What could it possibly be? Frustrated, I slammed my phone down. My mind was in turmoil. Why did he always do this? He had promised to cut all ties, but he wouldn't leavealone. He knew we had no future, yet he still played with my emotions.
I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. Should I go or not? If I went, would that mean I was surrendering to him? But if I didn't go, would that be disrespectful? Afterall, I couldn't keep avoiding him forever, could I? I spent the entire night tossing and turning in bed. I couldn't sleep at all.
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The next day, despite myself, I put on my finest gown and wore the m necklace he had givenall those years ago.
I arrived at the venue. The place was alive with clinking glasses and the hum of socializing elites.
I immediately spotted Ethan in the crowd. He wore a perfectly tailored black suit. His hoored handsfeatures made him almost impossible to ignore. Beside him was Vivian, linking arms with him. She was elegantly dressed and smiling coyly.
A sharp pain twisted in my chest.
Ethan had Vivian now. So, why was he trying to torment me? In that instant, he seemed to feel my gaze and turned toward me. Our eyes locked.
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