The Queen Returns And She’s Unforgiving

The Queen Returns—And She’s Unforgiving 142

Chapter 142

Sharon was a little surprised. She fell silent for a moment, trying to process the meaning behind Evelyn’s words.

She knew Evelyn’s temperament -mildand. considerate. As long as something was within her ability, she carely refused any request Sharron made.

As such, when Evelyn suddenly became this assertive, Sharron listinctively assumed that Evelynmust have made other arrangements.

Sharon asked hesitantly, “What’s going on? Why didn’t you make them? You clearly know that those ladies are quite fond of your desserts. Didn’t I tell you to remember this every year and prepare extra to give as gifts?”

The ladies among her social circle would exchange small gifts during the holidays. Their private gatherings were, in truth, a way of maintaining beneficial connections.

Evelyn’s skills had earned their recognition.

For the past few years, Sharron had asked Evelyn to make extra and pack them nicely to be delivered to each household,

They were just small desserts, but they were a hassle to make. Even so, wasn’t it her duty to make them as the daughter–in–law of the Grants?

Evelyn looked calmly at the computer screen. “Didn’t Lacas tell you I’m spending time with Granny and the others this Easter?”

She didn’t like Sharon’s entitled tone. Over the years, she agreed to everything regardless of how exhausted she was to maintain good relations. Although it was just some desserts, they still took time and effort.

day in the kitchen. By the time she went to bed past midnight, her back and legs

However, no one cared.

like a different person this year. In previous years, she had been eager to please, always obediently serving the Grants. Even so, how Evelyn really was

was only one thing

with your husband’s family. You left without saying a word, and one of the ladies said they missed your pastries. 11’s still madly. Either come back after dinner with your grandmother, or make them now at the

or not Evelyn spent Easter with the Grants didn’t actually matter to

I don’t have

was slow, yet

Sharron ordered her around as if it was natural for Evelyn

no longer be hard on herself. From now on, none

only managing to speak after a long moment.

disobeying her or talking

position and status of being his wife

should find someone else to malor them. My

was the of Easter, so die didn’t wish to

interruption behind her, Evelyn shut

a quique design. Above was a full–glass celling, allowing guests to enjoy

atmosphere

signaled to the walter that they could begin

went in