The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 353

Chapter 353: Good News and Bad News!

Alicia set down her teacup with deliberate calm.

"Girls," she said, her tone shifting.

Both Evelyn and Stella straightened instinctively and looked at her.

"Your father," Alicia continued, "has finally agreed to the divorce."

Silence fell.

Stella’s jaw dropped slightly. "Wait. That father? The stubborn one who forced you to reconcile? Return to him? He’s finally agreed?"

Alice nodded. "Yes. The very same man."

Evelyn blinked in disbelief. "Did someone replace him with a reasonable clone? Why did he suddenly change his mind?"

"Yes, I thought he told you that he would never divorce you. He would rather die than sign the papers," Stella added.

"He is completely shameless," Evelyn shook her head. She truly disliked William Walters and wanted nothing to do with him again, but she couldn’t escape it.

Stella leaned closer to Evelyn, lowering her voice as if sharing a sacred secret. "Sis... do you think the universe finally felt guilty for everything it put us through?"

Evelyn exhaled slowly. Between relief, shock, and faint amusement, her lips curved into a small smile.

"No," Evelyn said quietly, her eyes thoughtful. "I think the universe is just getting started."

Alicia burst into laughter to hear them, "Alright, alright, enough talking about my stupid ex-husband. He is in the past where he belongs."

"Agree!" Stella chirped happily. She lifted her teacup as though it were a champagne glass. "Cheers to my beloved Daddy’s downfall," she declared with theatrical sarcasm, no sadness in her eyes at all.

Evelyn smiled and lifted her own cup. "Cheers. To the new era of our beloved mommy. Alice, now you are free to choose our new daddy. We will accept whoever you choose this time."

"Hahaha, stop teasing me," Alicia waved a dismissive hand, though the sparkle in her eyes betrayed her delight. "You two are really naughty."

"Naughty," Stella repeated proudly, clinking her teacup gently against Evelyn’s. "But genetically inherited."

Their laughter danced through the warm living room, mingling with the faint scent of tea and afternoon sunlight pouring through the windows.

For a moment, everything felt light. Free. Like years of tension had finally loosened.

Then Alicia’s smile softened.

"Girls..." she said gently.

Both Evelyn and Stella fell silent at once. They knew that tone—something terrible had happened.

"Your grandfather is very ill. He is in the hospital right now. Major surgery. The doctors... are asking families to prepare for the worst-case scenario."

The words hit Evelyn and Stella like cold water.

Stella froze, her cheerful posture collapsing into stillness.

Evelyn’s fingers tightened slightly around her teacup.

"My grandfather?" Stella whispered. "Y-You mean Grandpa Samuel?"

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