Chapter 435

Evelyn Carter had sworn off getting drunk ever since that wild night out with Victoria Sterling and Isabella Thornton. One embarrassing incident was enough. Now, she only sipped her drinks cautiously.

"Why aren’t you drinking? This is a celebration!" Isabella reached for Evelyn’s glass, her grin mischievous.

"Go ahead, have one! I’ll make sure you get home safe if you pass out."

"Hard pass," Evelyn shot back dryly. The last time Isabella had "sent her home," she’d barely stumbled through the door before nearly face-planting in the hallway. Thank God Alexander Kensington had been there to catch her.

Isabella rolled her eyes. "This time will be different! If I can’t get you inside, I’ll call reinforcements."

Victoria, who had been quietly observing, finally cut in. "Stop pressuring her. Drinking isn’t the point, anyway." She turned to Evelyn, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. "I’ve been wondering—why wait until now to drop all that evidence? You didn’t just gather it today, did you?"

Was it really just to let Dominic Reeves bask in false triumph before watching him crash and burn?

Evelyn took a slow sip of her juice, her expression unreadable. "I had the videos, but the competition results in Laurentia weren’t announced until now."

The realization hit the other two women at the same time. "You were waiting for the Westwood results!"

"Honestly, the competition wasn’t the main goal," Evelyn admitted. "But since I was already going to ruin Dominic, I figured I might as well do it thoroughly. Make sure he never recovers."

That was why she’d held back, gathering every scrap of proof before unleashing it all at once. By the time Dominic realized what was happening, it was too late. The flood of incriminating videos had already buried him.

Now, no amount of damage control could save him. No one would believe a word he said.

The best part? Evelyn had never engaged in the online drama. Her official Twitter account only posted product updates and company announcements. She never responded to the hate, never blocked anyone—even when the insults were relentless.

She’d stayed completely detached, focusing solely on her work.

At first, some had interpreted her silence as guilt. But now? Those same critics were tripping over themselves to apologize. Her fans, meanwhile, were singing her praises, boasting about how they’d always believed in her.

In the age of instant information, the truth spread like wildfire.

Just as Evelyn had predicted, Dominic was finished.

If this had only been about his personal scandals, he might have scraped by. But DR Holdings’ credibility was tangled up in the mess. Everyone now knew Evelyn had been the real creative force behind their past successes.

The company had stolen her work, then abandoned her. Yet, even after being wronged, Evelyn hadn’t dragged them through the mud. The contrast made her look even more dignified.

The fallout was brutal. DR Holdings’ return rates skyrocketed, while Phoenix Labs’ sales surged. People were buying her products just to show support. Stock was vanishing off shelves.

With the sudden influx of orders, Phoenix Labs was breaking records. Meanwhile, DR Holdings’ shareholders were fleeing, their criticism of Dominic relentless.

A CEO change wouldn’t fix this. The company’s reputation was in ruins.

Then came the final nail in the coffin—rumors that "DR Holdings" stood for Dominic and Vanessa. A public love declaration between two cheaters. The disgust was palpable.

For weeks, trash bins overflowed with discarded DR-labeled perfumes.

Dominic sat alone in his empty office, staring blankly at the wall.

This is it. I’m done.

Not even a miracle could save me now.