Chapter 249

Did this little troublemaker really just forget to say goodbye to him?

Evelyn turned with a smirk playing on her lips. "My apologies for costing you a grand, Miss Gabrielle. I nearly forgot to bid you farewell as well."

Nathaniel's expression darkened instantly.

Gabrielle blinked, sensing the underlying threat in Evelyn's words but forced a polite smile under everyone's watchful gaze. "Oh, don't mention it, Evelyn!"

With deliberate grace, Evelyn closed the distance between them. Their embrace appeared warm to onlookers, but her whisper carried ice. "Let me clarify something - I never asked Nathaniel to withdraw his investments. I didn't even know about them until today. You brought this upon yourself."

Her grip tightened imperceptibly. "If I seek revenge, I'll do it personally. No need to involve Nathaniel. And trust me, my methods will be far more... creative than anything he'd do."

The final words dripped with menace. "Cross me again, and you won't live to regret it."

Gabrielle's blood ran cold.

When the shock faded, rage took its place. Her smile turned brittle, teeth grinding behind closed lips. She couldn't retaliate - not with an audience watching.

Now she understood. Evelyn's three-day venue reservation wasn't about compensation. It was pure retaliation.

Eighteen hundred dollars might be pocket change to her image, but the waste stung. That money could've bought a limited-edition designer piece. Instead, it vanished into thin air because of this insolent girl!

How dare Evelyn threaten her?

As if some country nobody could touch a Winslow heiress!

Gabrielle scoffed internally. Evelyn overestimated herself. Yes, the girl had skills, but against old money and connections? Impossible.

The Winslow name carried weight even in their current slump. Every strand of Gabrielle's hair held more value than Evelyn's entire existence!

Just wait until Amelia returned. Nathaniel would drop Evelyn like yesterday's news. Without his protection, that arrogant facade would crumble.

Reality would teach Evelyn her proper place - beneath Gabrielle's designer heels.

After delivering her warning, Evelyn strolled past Nathaniel without so much as a glance.

The storm brewing on Nathaniel's face was priceless.

Dominic couldn't resist. With a teasing grin, he slung an arm around Nathaniel's shoulders. "Looks like your wife's giving you the cold shoulder, Nate!"

Nathaniel shrugged him off with a glare and turned to leave, only to find Benjamin blocking his path.

"Tell me," Benjamin demanded, voice tight with concern. "What did my sister say on the phone? Did she mention when she's coming back?"