Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day novel Chapter 82

Chapter 0082 

The subjects of the recent discussion made their entrance. 

Michael was trailing behind, lecturing the woman in front: “Ever since I’ve known you, it’s been a game of hide and seek every day. had the whole house remodeled just to prevent your disappearing acts, but who would have thought you’ve mastered the art of 

contortion? Fitting into a shoe cabinet, you’re extraordinarily skilled, I must say.” 

Evel approached with an indifferent face, bowed to the seated group with impeccable manners, a testament to her upbringing. 

Ethan chuckled, “Sit down and have some breakfast. Jessica, please serve the meal we’ve set aside for our guest.” 

The food Jessica sprayed on was certainly not fit for consumption. 

Before long, Evel and Michael were sitting face to face. 

Now that she was closer, Madison scrutinized Evel more thory. Something flashed through her mind, too quick to catch. 

“Evel, please eat. Don’t go saying around I’ve mistreated you,” Michael generously pushed the dishes towards her. 

The woman’s hand, grasping her chopsticks, trembled slightly. 

“Evel, you…” 

“Evel, ah…” 

“Snap!” 

With an abrupt slap of her chopsticks, Evel’s icy gaze locked onto Michael, her first words sharp, “I do not accept this name.” 

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“You’ve got no human rights under my roof,” Michael replied 

seriously. “Remember, you came here to kill me! I spared you from the court out of kindness! And now you’re getting choosy? Besides… 

“What was so great about your original name?” 

Michael’s face contorted with disbelief, “Acao?” 

“I renamed you Evel, isn’t that fitting?” 

Everyone: “…” 

Even Ethan was just now learning Evel’s original name was Acao. 

Stunned, William tried to console Evel, “When you think about it, Michael did a decent job choosing your name.” 

Evel glanced at him, saying nothing. 

As they left Michael’s place, Madison noticed Evel tagging along. 

In the car, Ethan informed her, “From now on, Evel will be your personal bodyguard.” 

Madison was surprised, “That’s not necessary. I’m no VIP, and I doubt anyone wants me dead.” 

Ethan gave her a look, his unspoken words hanging in the air, and smiled, “Just follow President Grant’s instructions, okay?” 

He patted her head, and Madison nodded, lips pursed, “Okay.” 

Evel was indeed professional, extremely so. 

If Madison closed her eyes, she wouldn’t even be aware of Evel’s presence in the car by her breathing alone. 

Upon returning to Wood Lake Vistas, Madison, flustered by Evel’s 

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constant shadowing, finally said, “You don’t have to follow me around all the time, relax when we’re home. 

Evel simply stared back, silent. 

“Alright then, follow if you must.” 

Thus, for the next half a month, Evel was ever-present, except when Madison was flying. As soon as she landed, Evel would appear like a 

phantom. 

Amelia noticed Evel but wisely refrained from questions. 

After her last domestic flight, Frank reminded her of the upcoming 

international flight on the 23rd. 

The day after tomorrow was the 23rd. 

After returning, Madison cleaned up and began strength training and 

yoga.