LittleNovelChapter 863: "But don't you think this is a bit harsh on her?" "In the real world, people have to face the consequences of their actions," Andrew said, without an ounce of sympathy.
Andrew was always ruthless-except when it cto Madisyn.
For her, his iron resolve softened into nothing but tenderness.
Madisyn chose not to say much more; after all, it was clear that Evita had acted recklessly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter finishing their meal, the two of them strolled down the steps hand in hand.
A crisp spring chill lingered in the air, while the towering skyscrapers above gleamed with a sleek, modern charm that painted the night in shimmering light.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Klein, I really didn't mean it. Please, giveanother chance!" Out of nowhere, a trembling voice broke the intimate stillness.
The plea, raw with emotion, shattered the romantic spell.
Andrew and Madisyn instinctively turned toward the sound.
There, standing in the pale glow of the streetlights, was Evita.
She wore a thin, flowing dress that danced in the breeze, making her seem as delicate as porcelain.
The wind emphasized her slight, fragile frame, but her posture betrayed a quiet resilience.
Shoulders squared and chin raised, she stood like a willow-bending but refusing to break.
The sight of her was both poignant and striking, evoking a pang of sympathy from a few passersby who paused to glance her way, their faces faintly touched with pity.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEvita's eyes flicked toward Madisyn, who stood there in an impeccably tailored suit, exuding effortless sophistication.
Yet, beneath all that glamour, Evita thought, lurked a heart as cold as stone! "Miss Johns, I'm truly sorry. But I swear, I didn't mean to like that post online!” Her gaze was unwavering, resolute, as if she were willing the truth to shine through her words.
Andrew's expression darkened, like a storm rolling in.
"Evita, what are you trying to do?" The chill in his tone made the cusp spring t night feel almost unbearable.
"I'm explaining to Miss Johns. The content is on novelenglish.net!
Miss Johns, I know you might think I intend to steal Mr. Klein from you, but letmake this clear absolutely voice didn't waver as she added, "Mr. Klein isn't my type at all. I took a job at Klein Group out of necessity, nothing more!"
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