Chapter 467
The Laurent household radiated joy this year.
The Sullivans were equally immersed in happiness.
In the family portrait frame, Ethan Sullivan gazed tenderly at Evelyn Laurent beside him, his affection overflowing.
New Year's Eve laughter lingered until dawn before reluctant farewells were exchanged.
For them, the holiday season offered rare moments of respite.
In their heritage, this celebration symbolized reunion and renewal.
When festivities ended, each would resume their separate journeys toward dreams.
Time flew like an arrow.
Three years vanished in a blink.
At Harvard University, Evelyn devoured knowledge voraciously.
She excelled academically while mastering new skills within the Laurent family.
Her natural talents were honed to perfection through relentless self-improvement.
Graduation season arrived quietly.
Timothy Gold's repeated invitations to variety shows were politely declined.
Her initial participation had been merely to humor Julian's insistence, not for fame.
Camera-shy by nature, she earned Timothy's respect—their friendship blossoming instead.
Ethan distinguished himself these three years.
Every spare moment was dedicated to showing Evelyn the world's wonders.
Brick by brick, her emotional walls crumbled before his patience.
Yet neither spoke the unspoken truth aloud.
Evelyn remained consumed by studies.
Ethan waited without urgency, his composure unwavering.
Before Harvard's grand gates...
"Evelyn! Graduation photos!" Lillian Rothschild waved enthusiastically, sunlight illuminating her smile amidst a cluster of gowned classmates.
"Coming."
Evelyn hurried over, her gown fluttering.
The camera shutter captured youth immortalized.
Their radiant smiles outshone the very sun in the photograph.
"Wait for me!" Isabella Valentine arrived breathless, shooting Lillian an accusatory glare. "You forgot me again!"
Lillian stuck out her tongue. "My bad."
After rearranging, they took countless group photos.
Evelyn felt a sudden surrealism.
Four years had passed since returning to Harvard—her undergraduate chapter closing.
"How time flies," she murmured softly.
Those years had sculpted the awkward girl into an elegant beauty.
Even without makeup, her brilliance was undeniable.
"Evelyn," Isabella interrupted her reverie, "has Rachel mentioned when she's returning?"