Chapter 1 - The Laughter at the Table
The crystal chandelier sparkled over the long mahogany dining table inside the Mediterranean mansion. Outside, sunlit olive trees framed the tall arched glass doors, casting warm light across fine china and silver serving sets.
Lukas sat back in his armchair, a navy suit fitting his shoulders and his white shirt open at the collar. He raised his crystal glass, a smug, arrogant smirk fixed on his handsome face.
Across from him sat his mother, Ingrid, draped in a white tweed suit and a pearl necklace, watching Evelyn with a sharp, devious smile. Beside her, Elisa and Lukas's father leaned together, whispering and giggling secretly behind their hands.
Evelyn, wearing a short pink layered halter dress tied with a black waist bow, moved quietly behind them. Her brown hair was pinned in a chic updo. She held a heavy silver tray carrying a glass coffee carafe, fresh porcelain cups, and a sliced chocolate cake on a glass stand.
Lukas cleared his throat, making no effort to lower his voice.
"Sophia is having my son," Lukas announced loudly, gesturing casually toward Evelyn's back. "It’s a good thing Evelyn’s completely deaf."
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The family chuckled in amusement, completely convinced Evelyn couldn't hear a single word.
👉 Read PART 2 to see the scheming words Ingrid whispered as Evelyn poured her coffee!
