Chapter 148

Evelyn Laurent stared blankly at the ceiling.

For the first time in her twenty-something years, she'd discovered her fatal weakness.

She'd always been able to pin Brandon Lowell to the ground since childhood. When bullied, her first instinct was to throw punches.

But now—

She turned out to be a one-drink wonder.

Last night, after that single glass of red wine, the entire world had started spinning.

Thankfully, she was a quiet drunk who simply passed out.

The honey water on her nightstand still steamed faintly.

Evelyn lifted the cup and took a sip.

Sweetness spread across her tongue.

The throbbing in her skull eased slightly.

A memory surfaced—that time Margaret Hill had kidnapped her.

If her captor had forced alcohol down her throat then...

A shiver ran down Evelyn's spine.

This stuff was dangerous.

Never again.

She stretched her limbs and pushed open the bedroom door.

Ethan Sullivan leaned against the opposite wall.

His gentle smile appeared the moment he saw her. "Headache?"

"Manageable."

Evelyn instinctively took half a step back.

"Let's get breakfast." Ethan extended his hand naturally.

She sidestepped the gesture. "I can walk by myself."

He withdrew his hand, smile unwavering. "Of course."

Evelyn studied his retreating figure.

He'd clearly been waiting for her.

But why?

She couldn't be bothered to dwell on it.

The Grand Hyatt's breakfast spread was lavish.

Ethan spent the entire meal catering to her preferences.

Afterwards, he arranged for his driver to take her back to Harvard University.

The moment Evelyn entered the classroom, she felt a venomous glare.

Sophia Lowell hastily averted her eyes.

Evelyn smirked.

This clown again.

She strode directly to her seat.

"Sophia, she's insufferable!"

"How dare she treat you like that?"

"Someone should teach her a lesson!"

Sophia's roommates fumed indignantly.

Sophia adopted a wounded expression. "Don't say that. Evelyn is..."

"You're too kind!"

"Trash like her doesn't belong at Harvard!"

Sophia lowered her head, the corners of her lips curling upward.

Evelyn opened her textbook.

Whispers reached her ears.

She lifted her gaze in one sweeping glance.

The murmuring ceased instantly.

The classroom plunged into eerie silence.