The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276: Matchmaking Mission

"Sis, I’m sorry..." Stella’s hurried voice rushed through the line. "I’ve been so busy that I still haven’t replied to your text."

Evelyn smiled softly, as if Stella were standing right in front of her with that guilty expression she always made when she thought she had disappointed someone.

"It’s okay. I know you’re busy at the hospital, helping other people. I’m proud of you, little sis."

Stella giggled. "You flatter me, sis." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Where are you now?"

"Driving. Heading home."

"You’re already back at this hour?" Evelyn glanced at the digital clock on her table. It was only four.

"Yeah, Mom asked me to come home early. We..." Stella suddenly paused.

Evelyn instinctively checked her screen, thinking the connection had dropped, but the call was still active.

She pressed the phone closer to her ear. Before she could ask, Stella continued, voice softer with worry, "Sis, you said in your text that you’re going to Maxime Knight’s funeral?"

Hearing the name again made Evelyn’s stomach twist. "Yeah. That’s the plan."

"Wah, I need to prepare myself," Stella sighed heavily, earning a frown from Evelyn.

"Prepare for what?"

"Did you forget, Sis? I work at your husband’s hospital."

"Oh." Evelyn blinked, suddenly imagining Stella surrounded by gossip-hungry coworkers.

"I’m not complaining," Stella continued. "But I need to mentally prepare in case people start connecting the dots and realize why the hospital CEO is suspiciously kind to me."

Evelyn froze. She truly hadn’t considered that. But she also couldn’t hide her relationship with Axel forever.

"Stella, I hope you survive," she teased gently. "That’s the only comfort I can offer you."

Stella burst into laughter.

"Sis, I’ll be fine. Actually, this might be good for me. Once people know my brother-in-law Axel Knight, they’ll forget about Dad’s epic scandal."

Evelyn sighed at that, a helpless smile tugging at her lips. "Well... I agree with you."

"But speaking of surviving..." Stella hesitated for a moment before her voice grew smaller. "Mom invited Dylan to our house for dinner tonight."

"What?" Evelyn sat up straight, eyes widening. "Tonight?"

"Yes. Tonight. As in right now. As in, I am currently driving to my doom."

Evelyn burst into laughter.

"Oh my. Look at you panicking. Are you nervous because you like him?"

"I do not like him," Stella declared instantly. "This is Mom’s idea, not mine."

"Of course... Of Course..." Evelyn said, voice dripping with amused disbelief. "It must be a life-threatening situation for you, sitting across from that handsome, tall, polite man. Tragic."

"Sis!" Stella groaned. "I’m innocent. Completely innocent. I didn’t ask him to come. I didn’t even remind Mom that he exists!"

"Uh-huh."

"Don’t uh-huh me!"

Evelyn laughed even harder. "Fine, fine. I’ll stop teasing. For now."

"Thank you," Stella muttered, relieved, as if Evelyn had saved her from great suffering. "But seriously, I don’t know what Mom is thinking. She’s been smiling suspiciously since morning. It’s scary."

"Well," Evelyn said, still amused, "maybe she senses something you don’t."

"There is nothing to sense!" Stella insisted. "He helped me once. That’s it. End of story."

"Your heartbeat says otherwise."

"Hubby, I miss you...."

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