The Day Our Promise Breaks

These days, Evelyn wasn't holding her breath for anything from Charles. Dahlia, riding high on Charles' favoritism, had the nerve to throw baseless accusations at Evelyn, which landed her in the basement, facing all kinds of torment. Evelyn wouldn't let anything slide, not Charles' betrayal and certainly not Dahlia's plotting. Even if getting back at Charles had to wait, Evelyn wasn't about to let last night's ordeal go unpaid.

"Evelyn, you wouldn't dare! Charles would never let you get away with this!" Dahlia blurted out, trying to use Charles as her shield.

"Is that so?" Evelyn smirked, unfazed. She was curious to see just how Charles could hold something over her now. "Toss her in," Evelyn ordered, her voice as cold as ice.

No sooner had she spoken than the bodyguard, showing no mercy, threw Dahlia into the basement.

Dahlia hit the ground with a thud. "Ow!" she yelped, her face twisting in pain. She shot daggers at Evelyn, standing by the door. Never did she imagine Evelyn would actually lock her up. But that was it, wasn't it?

Evelyn a scornful look. All that bravado, and for what? For getting locked in a basement? That was so ridiculous. Dahlia wasn't afraid of a basement, and she knew it was only a matter of time before Sandy would alert Charles. He'd come

Evelyn asked, her eyes meeting Dahlia's with an even sharper edge, her lips curling into a sly grin. "I heard... you've got a

deepest fear. Ever since that bite when she was a kid, just hearing about snakes made her skin craw. She tried

promptly brought over a cage

backed away, shouting desperately, "Evelyn, you wouldn't

retorted with a cold laugh. She stepped closer, pulling off the black cloth in front of Dahlia's eyes. Evelyn stared at

much; Dahlia's face contorted with terror as she let out a piercing scream. "Ah!" Evelyn watched her, calm