Rewriting My Heart's Fate

I made it! I made a name for myself in the fashion industry on my own! From this moment onward, the name "Evelyn" will be synonymous with Rithor Fashion!

Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd. Curious, I looked over. In the next second, my entire body froze.

Ethan had appeared on the scene without me noticing. His tall, imposing figure stood like a mountain, and his handsome face was as cold as frost. Dressed in a sleek black suit, he exuded elegance, his frame both slender and upright. The moment our gazes met, it felt like my breath caught in my throat.

He was back in the country?

In those deep, enigmatic eyes swirled emotions that I couldn't begin to comprehend. I wanted to run, but as if I was nailed to the ground, I was unable to move.

Ethan strode forward with long, purposeful steps, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for him. Before I knew it, he was standing before me, his towering frame casting an invisible yet palpable pressure over me.

I forced a stiff smile. "What a coincidence, Mr. Grayson. I didn't expect to see you here."

I tried to keep my tone as casual as possible. "Did you come especially to congratulate me? I'm truly flattered."

wished I could bite my

straight line. After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke in a low voice. "That's right.

devoid

another awkward smile, my mind a mess. Was he sincerely congratulating me or

awkward standoff, I had no idea

grabbed my arm and pulled me aside. I gasped in surprise, instinctively trying to

watching!" I hissed in annoyance, keeping

protest and tightened his grip on my arm. "I need to talk to you," he said in a commanding tone that brooked

to a secluded corner, my heart pounding with unease. What did he

flashed through my mind, and I couldn't help

into my thoughts,

me? Was the president of the multinational company Grayson Group apologizing

stunned expression,

know I hurt you and scared you that night.