Chapter 333

Beatrice still refused to tell Evelyn the truth. In the end, Nathaniel had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

But it wasn’t just for Evelyn’s pregnancy. Dr. Harrison had warned him—Beatrice’s age made surgery risky. Her health came first.

After their conversation, Nathaniel and Beatrice left the hospital together.

Unseen, a woman stepped out from behind the garden pavilion. Sunglasses hid her eyes, but her smirk was unmistakable.

She had only come to maintain her perfect image. But fate had handed her something far more valuable.

Without a word, she turned and walked away.

Evelyn arrived at the office early and called Gabrielle, Liam, and Maxwell in.

The four of them spent the morning buried in drafts. With three sharp minds, corrections were quick. Evelyn barely needed to double-check.

By noon, they were done.

"Lunch is on me," Evelyn said, ordering from Scarlett’s.

Gabrielle grinned. "Working for you is the best, Ms. Mitchell!"

The others chimed in. "Perks everywhere!"

Evelyn smirked. "Enjoy it. But don’t slack off."

Kindness and discipline—that’s how a boss stayed respected.

The office phone rang.

Evelyn picked up. "Hello?"

"It’s me. Isabella."

Evelyn’s expression cooled. "What do you want?"

"I have something you’ll really want to hear."

"Unlikely."

Isabella’s voice dripped with amusement. "Don’t be so sure. This is life-changing. Ignore it, and you’ll regret it forever."

"Spit it out."

"Was your grandmother home this morning?"

Evelyn’s grip tightened on the phone. She flicked a glance at Gabrielle, who ushered the others out.

"What are you implying?"

Isabella laughed. "Oh, so now you’re curious? Fine. I saw her at the hospital. With Nathaniel. She’s sick—really sick. Refusing surgery. And they’re keeping it from you."

A pause. Then, mock sympathy. "Poor Evelyn. Too busy with your baby to notice your own family crumbling?"

Evelyn’s voice was ice. "If you’re lying—"

"Why would I? But hey, don’t take my word for it. Ask Nathaniel. If he even lets you."

The line went dead.

Evelyn stared at the phone, her pulse roaring in her ears.

She would find out the truth.

No matter what it took.