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."

mouth before I wished I

eternity, he finally spoke in a low voice. "That's right. I heard you won

was flat, devoid of any discernible

sincerely congratulating me or mocking me for leaving without

this awkward standoff, I

surprise, instinctively trying to pull free. However, his strong grip

I hissed in annoyance,

"I need to talk to you," he said in a commanding tone that brooked no

heart pounding with unease. What did he want to say to

night flashed through my

I could spiral further into my thoughts, he spoke. "Evelyn, about that night... I'm

Was the president of the multinational company Grayson Group apologizing to

stunned expression,

you that night. Thad too much to drink and lost