Chapter 4 - The Late-Night Apology
At 11:00 PM, a loud, desperate knocking rattled the front door of Uncle Arthur’s townhouse. Evelyn opened the door to find Julian standing under the porch light, still wearing his black tuxedo, his hair disheveled and his face pale.
"Evelyn, thank God," Julian breathed, trying to step inside. "I’ve been driving around looking for you everywhere. My mother is furious, the catering team is demanding payment for the unused food, and all our guests are talking!"
Evelyn stood in the doorway, her arms folded, wearing a plain silk robe. "You locked me out on the street, Julian. You stood there and told me to 'learn to adapt' while your mother treated me like trash."
"She was just testing your humility!" Julian pleaded, taking a step closer. "My mother comes from high society. She wanted to make sure you understood the hierarchy in our family before we said our vows! Just come back to the estate tomorrow morning. We can have a small private ceremony in the garden. Mom said she’ll forgive you if you apologize for making a scene."
Evelyn let out a low, breathless laugh. The sheer arrogance was almost staggering.
"Forgive me?" Evelyn asked softly. "Julian, do you even realize where you were standing today when you told me to know my place?"
"We were standing at Vance Manor!" Julian insisted, throwing his hands up. "My mother’s family estate!"
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Evelyn leaned in close, her eyes pitch black in the dim light. "That estate doesn't belong to your mother, Julian. And tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM, you're going to find out who really owns the lock on those gates."
👉 Read PART 5 to see the massive shock waiting for Eleanor at the estate the next morning!
