The Queen Returns—And She's Unforgiving novel Chapter 33

This was a situation that Evelyn hadn't foreseen. That said, it made sense.

How could Lucas miss the chance to give Tiffany this golden opportunity at such an important banquet?

"Sebastian, I'm sorry for wasting your efforts." In Evelyn's opinion, her grievances against Lucas and Tiffany had caused Sebastian's work to result in nothing.

Bringing her here would have been beneficial to Flying Seal Group. However, Lucas did not give her that chance.

Sebastian frowned. "It's alright. We'll be sitting next to Mr. Stewart, so you still have a chance to talk to him. There are also many opportunities to connect with others."

However, just when they were about to be seated, one of the staff members informed Evelyn, "I'm sorry, Ms. Reed, but there has been a change of VIP members. Your seating has been moved to the next table. Thank you for understanding."

Evelyn raised her head to look in the direction of the table.

She saw Tiffany taking a seat at the main table that was originally allocated to her.

Not sparing Evelyn a glance, Lucas leisurely drank some tea beside Tiffany.

It was a seat meant for her, but he effortlessly and brazenly stole it for Tiffany.

She met the eyes of the apologetic staff member.

Evelyn pursed her lips. "Alright."

Sebastian was at the very front and could not pull away from a crowd of big shots. He didn't know what had occurred, and she didn't want to create a disturbance.

Besides, Sebastian had earned his seat in the front row through his own efforts. His father was the famous Professor Hill from the Aerospace Research Institute, so he was qualified to be there.

Who was Evelyn? She was just an unknown nobody brought here by Sebastian.

Lucas had set his mind on placing Tiffany at the front. With his status out there, everyone could tell that he was endorsing her. How could they not do him a favor?

In comparison, they could naturally afford to offend someone like Evelyn, who was just an "insignificant employee" from Sebastian's company.

Evelyn didn't know how to feel. She had spent the whole day preparing for tonight's banquet. She had planned on conversing with people of Donald's calibre but had now lost the chance of doing that.

Evelyn took her seat. Only then did she realize that she was sharing a table with Mason.

Mason looked up from his phone and gave the formal dress she was wearing a once-over. It was identical to what Tiffany was wearing.

He abruptly gave an incomprehensible scoff.

Looking away, he returned to his phone.

It was interesting. Was Evelyn trying to join them, instead of getting in between those two?

Lucas and Tiffany were wearing matching outfits. Was it just a "coincidence" that Evelyn chose the same shade of green? What a joke!

Evelyn didn't care what Mason thought and ignored him completely.

The lights in the hall dimmed.

Evelyn got up to use the restroom.

The hall was too cold, and it felt a little unbearable for her. She placed a hand on her forehead, which was slightly feverish to the touch. Her abdomen was starting to ache, and she wobbled with every step she took. She needed to find an uninhabited spot to rest.