At The Valley.
Since exchanging messages with Axel, Evelyn’s phone had become a relentless source of disturbance.
It rang so often that the silence she once enjoyed now felt like a distant memory.
The device vibrated, chimed, and flashed without mercy, as if determined to remind her that peace was no longer a luxury she could afford.
It made sense to silence it.
Completely.
Evelyn stared at the glowing screen for a long second before pressing the silent option with quiet determination.
The room instantly fell into a comforting stillness, the sudden absence of noise almost suspicious in its perfection. Her shoulders eased, and a small sigh of relief escaped her lips.
However, silencing her phone did not silence the world around her.
No one could stop her family from worrying.
No one could stop Axel’s family from intruding.
Persistence, it seemed, ran strongly in both bloodlines.
Still, for the moment, Evelyn allowed herself the illusion of freedom. She settled comfortably onto the sofa in her watching area, pulling the blanket slightly higher as she reached for the remote.
The television flickered to life, bathing the room in soft light. The familiar opening of her favorite drama series appeared, instantly lifting her mood.
Finally.
A peaceful night.
The opening song began, its melody filling the quiet room. Evelyn relaxed against cushions, a faint smile forming as she prepared to lose herself in fictional chaos rather than her own.
Knock. Knock.
The sound was soft. Polite. Yet impossibly disruptive.
Evelyn’s brows drew together. She turned her head toward the door, mild confusion crossing her face. It was late. Her maid or Jimmy rarely came to her bedroom at this hour, especially after dinner, unless something required immediate attention.
Curiosity stirred.
"Madam..." Laura’s gentle voice followed the knock. "...I apologize if I interrupt your rest. But, may I come in?"
Evelyn straightened slightly. "No need to apologize. Please, come in."
The door opened slowly. Laura stepped inside.
And immediately, Evelyn sensed something unusual.
Her maid looked... hurried. Not panicked, but clearly flustered. A cell phone rested tightly in her hand, and her usual calm expression carried a trace of apology.
"Madam, I’m very sorry if I’m bothering you," Laura said, her tone respectful yet tinged with urgency.
Evelyn smiled reassuringly. "It’s fine, Laura. You’re not interrupting or bothering me."
Laura visibly relaxed, though her grip on the phone did not loosen.
"Go ahead. Tell me why you’re here, Laura." Evelyn calmly asked.
Laura hesitated briefly before answering. "Well... Ma’am, it’s Ms. Alicia. She has been trying to call you several times."
Evelyn’s expression froze. Then shifted into quiet resignation.
’She did? Hmmm. Of course she did...’ Evelyn can’t help but laugh inwardly, knowing her stepmother will never stop until she speaks to her.
"And since you didn’t answer..." Laura continued carefully, lifting the phone slightly, "...and that’s why she called me."
For a brief moment, Evelyn simply stared. The situation was almost impressive. She had silenced her phone. Yet somehow, Alicia had still found a way.
"I see," Evelyn said slowly, amusement flickering behind her eyes.
Laura nodded nervously. "She sounded very worried, Madam."
"I’m sure she did," Evelyn replied with a faint, knowing smile.
Laura stepped forward, extending the phone toward her. "She asked me to give this to you immediately. Ugh, well, this is still connected to her. I’m sorry."

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