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Just as Lemira reached for the hand spa gloves sitting nearby, ready to pick up the phone,
Evelina frantically pressed the flush button over and over. There was no way she could let Lemira retrieve that phone.
But Lemira only let out a laugh, stood up, and smacked the glove right across Evelina’s face.
Evelina screamed and stumbled back, hurrying over to wash her face.
Lemira glanced over her shoulder at Asher and Lucian, who were standing just outside. “See? She’s been using this old phone all this time—to keep in touch with her supposedly dead father.”
“I didn’t! I swear I didn’t!” Evelina blurted out in panic.
Asher fixed Evelina with a cold stare. “If you have nothing to hide, then why were you in such a rush to flush your phone down the toilet?”
Evelina stammered, flustered. “I—I was just... startled, that’s all.”
Lucian’s expression was full of suspicion. “And we’re supposed to just take your word for it?”
Left with nowhere else to turn, Evelina looked imploringly at Asher. “Asher, you have to believe me, right? I’ve done so much for the Langston family. Lemira hasn’t done anything for you!”
Asher’s voice was icy. “Right now I don’t know what to believe—whether anything you say is true.”
He’d just witnessed how quickly Evelina could turn on everyone. All these years, she’d just been putting on an act.
Even he had been fooled by her.
The way she panicked and tried to destroy that phone just now—she couldn’t have looked more guilty.
Evelina turned pale. “Asher, my father’s been dead for years. Didn’t you verify it yourself back then? You’re really going to doubt me just because of what Lemira said?”
“I didn’t believe her before. But now—why should I believe you?”
The man in Lemira’s photograph was unmistakably the family’s old driver—he was sure of it.
She met his gaze. “If he hadn’t died in that crash driving for your family, I wouldn’t have lived all these years in the Langston house, always walking on eggshells, terrified I’d be kicked out for a single misstep. You really think that’s a charmed life?”
“Evelina, you’re nothing but an ingrate!” Asher was livid. He’d never been this furious before—Evelina was the traitor all along.
He just couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
From the sidelines, Lemira clicked her tongue, smirking. “Wow. This really takes the cake.”
She had waited ages for this day—to finally see the ‘two-faced’ girl drop the act and go head-to-head with the Langstons.
Lemira looked up at Asher, whose face was a storm of emotions, her eyes full of biting sarcasm.
Asher was rattled. He glared at Evelina and said, “Until the money is found, you’re to stay in this house. You’re not allowed to go anywhere or contact anyone from outside.”
Whatever the truth about Evelina’s father might be, the first order of business was getting the money back.
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