Chapter 20

The teacup in Eleanor Kingsley's hand suddenly slipped and shattered on the floor with a crisp sound.

Alexander Kingsley turned sharply.

Ethan Miller stood at the doorway, his face deathly pale.

"What's going on?" Eleanor demanded sharply.

Ethan swallowed hard. "It's about... that article from Horizon Media..."

Alexander's gaze turned icy.

A cold sweat instantly broke out on Ethan's back.

"Wait," Alexander said coldly.

He flipped open the photo album Eleanor had handed him, glanced at it once, then slammed it shut.

"What is this?"

Eleanor swiveled her chair, tapping the desk lightly with her fingertips.

"I haven't told your grandfather about you and Evelyn yet..."

"What about us?" Alexander's voice rose abruptly.

Eleanor ignored him. "With your grandfather's eightieth birthday approaching, you'd better bring a new girlfriend home."

A vein throbbed at Alexander's temple.

"Mother, enough."

Eleanor opened the album, displaying photos of society debutantes one by one.

"These are all carefully selected. Pick one soon so I can arrange things for Evelyn."

Alexander narrowed his eyes.

"Arrange what for her?"

Eleanor pulled out another album. "The second son of Eastlink Group. A perfect match for Evelyn."

"She's not for him!" Alexander slammed his palm on the desk.

Eleanor smirked and tossed the album toward him.

"The Kingsleys can survive without a son, but not without a daughter-in-law!"

Alexander shot to his feet.

"I'll bring her home tonight."

Eleanor watched him silently, a flicker of something complex in her eyes.

Alexander turned to Ethan.

"Speak."

Ethan glanced uneasily at Eleanor, hesitating.

"Now!"

"Lord Alex..." Ethan took a deep breath. "That journalist Duan Sheli from Horizon... is Miss Evelyn!"

The air froze.

"What did you say?" Alexander grabbed Ethan by the collar.

Eleanor suddenly laughed.

Of course she knew Duan Sheli.

That exposé on Alexander and Isabella Winslow's "romance" had been written by that very person.

But she never imagined.

Duan Sheli was Evelyn Sinclair!

Evelyn had penned those words herself.

Eleanor gave her son a meaningful look.

Duan Sheli.

Cutting ties.

Eleanor's lips curled coldly. "And here I was playing mediator while she'd already gathered all the evidence."

Alexander's face darkened. He turned and stormed out, the mahogany door crashing shut behind him.

The impact reverberated through the room.

......

Outside Horizon Media's building.

Alexander melted into the night.

Ethan hid in the car, silently praying Evelyn would appear soon.

No one understood Alexander's obsession better than he did.

What he couldn't have, he would wait for endlessly.

Evelyn had blocked all contact.

She came and went with Julian Ashford.

She'd even fabricated those articles.

In the early hours of dawn, a figure finally emerged in Horizon's lobby.

Alexander's gaze turned predatory.

The prey had arrived.