Chapter 274

Alexander Langley acted swiftly, kicking Ethan Sullivan out of the "Princess Evelyn Fan Club" group chat.

Ethan stared at his phone screen, fingers trembling slightly.

Evelyn Laurent bit her lower lip. "I don't believe a single word Sophia says."

Yet the phrase "Ethan Sullivan is in love with you" echoed relentlessly in her mind like a curse.

She rubbed her temples in frustration.

Ethan hesitated, then finally murmured, "Shall we get dinner?"

"Sure."

The car started smoothly, heading toward Ethan's favorite private dining spot.

Just outside campus, a black Maybach blocked their path.

Alexander stepped out with long strides, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"Get out," he said, yanking open the passenger door.

Evelyn froze.

Ethan's knuckles whitened as he gripped the steering wheel.

Their eyes locked in a silent battle.

But Alexander turned to Evelyn. "We're going home."

"What happened?"

"An emergency."

Evelyn hesitated, glancing at Ethan before finally exiting the car.

Ethan watched their retreating figures in the rearview mirror and slammed his fist against the wheel.

He dialed a number. "Cancel the reservation."

His carefully planned confession had just been ruined.

At the Langley mansion, Evelyn sensed something was wrong the moment she stepped inside.

Victoria Langley sat rigidly on the sofa, her expression stormy.

"Mom, what's going on?"

Evelyn's gaze landed on the coffee table—and her pupils constricted violently.

Why was that diary here?

Her heart leaped into her throat.