Chapter 50

"I can't believe Alexander Hamilton would stoop this low. The man's a business genius, yet he's making such a foolish mistake."

Evelyn Carter stirred her coffee absently. "Maybe it's true love."

Vivian Dempsey rolled her eyes. "What does Annabelle Taylor even have? How dare she make such outrageous demands? It's humiliating!"

Evelyn took a sip. "A willing victim."

"Rumor has it your ex-mother-in-law fainted from rage. The whole social circle is buzzing about it!"

"...Mm."

"That's all you have to say? Come on, let's celebrate at that viral restaurant. We missed it last time—today's the day."

Evelyn shook her head. "Too crowded. Anywhere else is fine."

Vivian dragged her up anyway. "No way! I've been craving their food forever!"

Seeing Evelyn's stomach pain had eased, Vivian shoved her into the car and even buckled her seatbelt.

Noticing Evelyn's frown, Vivian winked. "Relax, I’m never dating. This seat is yours forever."

Evelyn chuckled.

She almost regretted telling Vivian everything about Annabelle.

Vivian never held back. "She’s the definition of a manipulative schemer! You should’ve put her in her place back then."

Evelyn gazed out the window silently.

What would it have changed?

Alexander would’ve defended Annabelle anyway.

No point in humiliating herself.

Vivian sighed in frustration. "You always care about being dignified. The divorce was clean, but you’re the one who got hurt. Meanwhile, they’re probably living it up."

"Is he happy now?"

"Of course—" Vivian paused. "Well, he was. But with the company taking such a hit, who knows? Men don’t handle career setbacks well."

Evelyn opened the financial news for the first time in weeks.

She’d deliberately avoided anything about Alexander this past month.

Time really was the best medicine.

Seeing his name now stirred nothing in her.

The headline was brief: Hamilton Group CEO Alexander Hamilton Faces Trial for Fatal Drunk Driving Incident.

"Vivian, if the Hamiltons paid millions in compensation, will he still go to jail?"

"I’ll ask around and let you know."

"Don’t—" Evelyn hesitated. "Actually, yes. Tell me."

Vivian scowled. "You still care about him?"

"I just need to know how it affects the divorce paperwork."

Vivian burst out laughing. "Now that sounds like the Evelyn I know."