Chapter 69: A Stolen Kiss
As Catherine’s smirk widened, Evelyn’s stomach churned with unease. This woman knew too much, and the casual way she spoke of the contract felt like a dagger twisting in her chest. Was Zevian truly so close to her that he’d confide in her about their marriage?
Evelyn straightened her spine, refusing to let her discomfort show. She couldn’t—wouldn’t—let Catherine see her crack, not when this woman dared to insult her in front of the entire house staff.
"Seems like you might need some lessons on how to lie better, Ms. Mallor." Evelyn clicked her tongue, offering a small, cutting smile. "Given your fame, I’m sure a few reputable theaters would love to teach you how to act better."
Avery, standing by her side, let out a sigh of relief. Even Agatha and the other discreetly listening staff couldn’t help but beam with pride at how their madam countered the so-called home-wrecker with nothing but sharp words. They were proud to serve a woman with such strength and wit.
For a brief second, Catherine’s smirk faltered, but she quickly recovered. "The truth is always bitter, Ms. Evelyn. It would be better if you dropped the arrogant act and accepted—"
"It’s Mrs. Reign to you, Ms. Mallor," Evelyn cut her off sharply. "Even if, by your twisted logic, our marriage was fake, I’m still legally his wife. Not some desperate stranger desperate enough to get into his pants. So, address me properly."
Catherine’s eyes darkened with fury, and she stepped forward. "Watch your mouth!"
"And you better control yourself before I call my husband and inform him of how disgracefully his guest has been treating me. I’m sure you’d love to explain that to him," Evelyn shot back, her voice steely and unwavering.
Catherine flinched, her defiance cracking as Evelyn loomed over her, her intimidating growl raising the hairs on her back. She had assumed Evelyn would be an easy target, a pushover but the fierce glare she now faced told her she was on the verge of losing this battle.
"And maybe we should call an ambulance while we’re at it," Avery chimed in, her eyes flashing with irritation. "She seems to have lost her mind on her way here."
Catherine’s composure crumbled further, her voice trembling. "You... you both will regret this! I’ll tell Zevi that you two are bullying me!"