Lemira watched Evelina's retreating figure, her eyes filled with a myriad of thoughts. Once Evelina returned to her room, her expression was as cold as a winter's night.

Zack quietly entered, carrying a glass of milk. "Ms. Evelina," he whispered, "we can't just sit around and do nothing. We need to take action, or things will only get worse for you."

"Do you think I don't know that?" Evelina snapped, looking up from the planning

documents in her hands. Her eyes fixed on Zack. "I have an idea, but I'm not sure

if

you have the guts to pull it off."

"Tell me, Ms. Evelina."

"You're being sent back to your hometown tomorrow anyway. Why not get some revenge tonight before you go? Lemira is expecting me to deliver the revised plan. She won't lock her door tonight."

Evelina's voice dripped with malice. "Pretend you're drunk and barge in. What you do after that is your choice."

"I've heard Ms.

know," Evelina replied. "I'll have a maid bring her some milk laced with a little something extra. Later, I'll check if she's drunk

feel a sense of satisfaction. Once Lemira was disgraced, how would she hold her

I'll end up in jail for

worry," Evelina assured him. "I'll give you some money. You can claim you were drunk. Asher won't want to cause

with excitement. "It's a win-win situation. You've been single all these years, and spending a night with

in anticipation.

"I remember you saying that in

her hand. "Unlike the Langston family, I'm loyal. I'll

help but cringe at the sight of his graying hair. In the past, she had feared being ousted

have a drink and

her hand before reluctantly

as he

L'emira was ruined, she would never have to endure

she would ensure Lemira's

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