Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 101

Chapter 101 

Ethan’s voice turned noticeably colder. 

I looked up at him with a gloomy expression. 

The wind began to pick up, whipping my thin clothes against me. A chill ran through me, but I managed a small smile. “There’s never been a distance between us. We were never really close in the first place.” 

With that, I turned and walked away. 

The house was in chaos when I returned. Everyone was frantically tending to Elene. Though she presented herself as under 18, the truth was that she was proof of Jack’s infidelity after his marriage. She was only three months younger than me. 

As I slowly ascended the stairs, holding onto the railing, I overheard Elene sobbing 

“I can’t live like this anymore! It was so humiliating–everyone saw it! How am I supposed to face anyone ever again? It’s all your fault! You’re the ones who told me to drug Evelyn. She’s only getting back at me! 

“Evelyn!” she shouted, her voice full of hatred. “I’m going to ruin her.” 

I chuckled softly at that. Elene had been spoiled rotten. Her words were arrogant and full of self–importance. 

No one noticed me as I went back to my room. 

Later that evening, the Hemington family came by. Jack made outrageous demands, asking them for a three–billion–dollar wedding gift. When they refused, Jack threatened them, saying neither family would have any standing left in Yardville. 

The Hemingtons reluctantly agreed to his terms. Since Elene and Joseph were both still young, they decided not to hold an engagement party just yet. The engagement would be formalized after they graduated from high school. 

At 10:00 pm, I headed to Jack’s study and waited about ten minutes until he entered. 

I sat in the chair, turning to face him. 

Jack’s face darkened instantly when he saw me. I smiled. “Hello, dear father. Why the sour face?” 

“How dare you?” Jack took a few steps closer, grabbing a cup from the desk and smashing it onto the floor. “She’s your sister! How could you do this?” 

“Do what exactly?” I stood up and faced him. “Drugging Elene?” 

A smirk played on my lips. “Isn’t that something I learned from you?” 

For a brief moment, his expression faltered before he slammed his hand on the desk, still trying to act tough. “Learned from me? I provided you with everything you needed, and this is how you repay me? What good does it do to destroy Elene?” 

“It benefits you,” I said nonchalantly, toying with my phone. “Didn’t you just collect three billion from the Hemington family?” 

I had no interest in continuing the pretense. I tapped on my phone, opened a recording, and hit play. 

Elene’s voice echoed through the room. “I haven’t found the right time yet. I need to find a chance to drug Evelyn, okay? If you’re so impatient, why don’t you do it yourselves?”