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.

in the kitchen. By the time she went to bed past midnight, her back and legs no longer teir like her own, aching and

However, no one cared.

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 didn’t concern

only one

said they missed your pastries. 11’s still madly. Either come back after dinner with your grandmother, or make them now at the Reeds and send

or not Evelyn spent Easter with the Grants didn’t actually matter to sharron, but Evelyn had her

I don’t have

voice was slow, yet calm and

it was natural for Evelyn to be busy and not enjoy the

herself. From now

speak after

talking back because Evelyn wouldn’t

had always regarded the position and status of being his wife as something precious. She always

them. My grandmother is

It was the of Easter, so die

behind her, Evelyn shut her laptop and

a quique design. Above was a full–glass celling,

atmosphere

and Leonard weir aldrady seated, Evelyn walked over and signaled

and went