The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 909

The commotion and the glowing billboards outside catch the attention of the surrounding diners. People begin turning their heads, offering a mix of curious whispers and openly judgmental stares.

Evan's confident smirk freezes completely. He had anticipated tears, a warm embrace, or at least a softening of her gaze. He never expected Tara to react with sheer revulsion, nor did he expect Bianca to humiliate him so publicly.

Humiliation burns the tips of his ears, but he forces himself to hold his ground. "Tara, how can you say that? I went through so much trouble to do this for you—"

"And I didn't ask for a single second of it," Tara cuts him off, her tone razor-sharp. "I don't care about your grand gestures. This 'sincerity' you keep talking about? It's just a performance to make yourself feel good. True respect means understanding boundaries, not relentlessly harassing me with your delusions."

Tara hasn't forgotten for a second that she is already a taken woman. She and Danny are deeply, fiercely in love, sharing a mutual devotion that grounds her completely. She absolutely loves her life and the rhythm of their relationship. Even if she were single, she wouldn't look twice at a piece of trash like Evan.

The color drains entirely from Evan's face, leaving him a sickly, pale green. He cannot fathom that she feels absolutely nothing. His chest tightens as if his heart is actively bleeding, the rejection suffocating him.

But he still refuses to give up. He convinces himself she is just putting up a wall because she's still angry at him for the past. He refuses to believe she doesn't care.

He opens his mouth to plead his case again, but sudden gasps and excited chatter erupt across the restaurant.

"Oh my god, look at the buildings now! That is stunning! So romantic!"

"Right? That's a million times better than whatever that guy just tried to do."

"Oh my god, Danny definitely did this! This is a masterpiece! Tara, I am so incredibly jealous of you right now!" Bianca squeals, leaning on the table with hearts in her eyes. There's no talk of tacky soap operas now—this is pure billionaire-level romance.

Tara feels the exact same way. Instead of feeling embarrassed or annoyed, a wave of profound, sugary sweetness melts over her heart. It proves one simple truth: when the gesture comes from the man you deeply love, even the most over-the-top display feels incredibly romantic and perfect.

Evan slowly turns his head to look out the window.

When he sees the towering, city-wide portraits and the undeniable declaration of Danny's lifelong devotion, his face contorts in dark, silent fury. The tiny spark of delusional hope he was clinging to is instantly doused in ice water, freezing and shattering into dust. His so-called 'grand gesture' suddenly looks like a cheap, pathetic joke compared to the staggering wealth and power of Danny's city-wide takeover.