The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal by Samantha

Chapter 127

As Sandra drove back home, she couldn't stop cussing herself for making such a lousy move the previous night.

It was unlike her to act so rashly. Now she had to face Michael, who was still very suspicious of her, and at the same time deal with Evelyn.

She wished she knew what Evelyn was planning or thinking. Something about the way Evelyn had responded made her anxious. Although Michael had said he would clear things up at his end and make sure Derek and his parents wouldn't take Evelyn seriously, she still couldn't help being worried about Evelyn.

As Sandra stepped into the house, she paused for a moment when the soft murmur of voices drifted from the dining table ahead.

She had been avoiding her parents since the incident with Evelyn the previous day, and neither of them had made any effort to talk to her either.

Her brows pulled together when she heard Evelyn's voice.

Not wanting to believe that Evelyn was there again, she hurried to the dining, taking in the sight of her parents and Evelyn seated together.

Her heart tightened as she noticed how effortlessly Evelyn seemed to fit in, smiling at her mother and engaging in light conversation with their father as if the last six years had not happened.

Her stomach churned with hatred at the sight of Evelyn, who looked so relaxed. She was the picture of ease and belonging.

"You're home," Eric said when they noticed her presence.

Sandra looked at him, hurt and angry that he had accepted Evelyn back so easily despite all her efforts to be a good daughter to him while she was away.

Sandra, feeling a sudden pang of jealousy mixed with frustration, forced a smile and approached the table.

"Yeah. Seems like my presence wasn't missed."

"Don't say that, Sandy," Evelyn chided with a cheerful smile.

After her phone call with Sandra earlier, she had decided to go see her parents instead of going to her place. She thought it was wiser for them to hear from her first and let them know what happened between her and Sandra the night before. Claire looked up from her plate with a curious expression. "You didn't say you were sleeping out last night. Where are you coming from? Where did you spend the night?"

Sandra felt a lump form in her throat. She couldn't shake the feeling that Evelyn had already told them everything, and now her mother was just waiting for her to admit it.

Her eyes darted nervously to Evelyn, who was sipping her tea with a contented smile as if she had no care in the world.

"What has Evelyn told you?" She asked, trying to gauge the situation.

Claire raised an eyebrow and set her fork down. "Are you okay? Why are you asking me about Evelyn when I asked you a question? Where did you spend the night?" Claire asked harshly.

Panic surged in Sandra, and before she could stop herself, tears began welling up in her eyes. "No, I'm not okay. I'm not okay," Sandra cried as she broke into a sob, startling everyone. Evelyn rolled her eyes, wondering what kind of drama Sandra was about to act this time. "What's wrong, darling?" Evelyn asked calmly.

you witch!" Sandra yelled,

your

last night to resolve things, but... but she drugged me, Mom! She drugged me and

she had something to tell them, but she had yet to get into the details before Sandra arrived, so they had no idea what Sandra was talking about. Evelyn, however, continued sipping her tea, her smile widening ever so slightly. She set

trying to twist this entire situation on me. You need to stop this before you dig yourself into an even deeper hole," Evelyn advised. "What are you talking about, Sandra?" Claire asked, her voice

she talking about?"

"I have no

last night, right? You drugged me and booked that suite at the hotel! You dragged me there after I passed out!" Evelyn blinked. "Why would I deny that we met? Yes, we met last night. Rayna asked that we hang out last night. I got there expecting to spend time with Ray, but Sandra showed up, and then I realized she was the one who wanted to meet me. But everything else she is accusing me of fis s absurd, Evelyn said calmly. Sandra's heart pounded in her chest

back in her chair, her tone still calm but now laced with amusement. "So

the two of them, their confusion deepening. Eric finally

enough of this. If both of you have evidence, let's see

morning. We found out that Evelyn paid for it! The receptionist said it was Evelyn who brought me

took

expression darkened, and he frowned

doing in the

through with him because she knew he was still in love with her." Evelyn couldn't hold

all day. Remind me, please. Who called for our meeting last night? Wasn't it

flushed with anger. "I did, but that

mean-

off, her tone turning sharp. "Exactly. And do you really think I would set something up like that and be

"You're trying to deny it, but it

lying, then how did you know she took pictures

Sandra s

T

an answer since she couldn't say Michael had

did it! We woke up

would she

it add up? Does rubbish tale you're spinning make sense to you? I feel insulted that you assume everyone is as mentally slow and retarded as you," Evelyn said, and Sandra glared at her, but inwardly Sandra admitted to herself that her story didn't make sense. Eric folded his arms and turned to Evelyn. "If what Sandra is saying isn't true, show us your proof."

took out her

What was Evelyn

said, her voice casual. "So, last night, Sandra claimed she wanted us to make up. And then she asked Rayna to excuse us for a while, and we talked things

a video to back up my story. Thankfully, someone at the club signaled me from the balcony and told me they saw something interesting. Sandra,

blood ran cold. "You're lying. You're making

of you trying to put something in my drink. That was why I switched the drinks when you weren't looking. That's why I excused you and Rayna,

eyes widened. Who could have made such a video? How could that have happened

"I have the video right here. Do you want to see it, or should I show it