The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 8

“Mr. Evan?”

The two people who had just confronted Rosalynn were dumbfounded when they saw who had arrived.

“What are you guys doing?” Evan frowned, shielding Rosalynn.

Whispers of surprise spread through the crowd.

“We received a complaint that this lady didn’t have an invitation, so we were just coming. over to ask her a few questions,” one of them replied.

“She doesn’t have an invite because I personally invited her,” Evan said seriously. “If you have any more questions, ask me!”

“Sorry, sir!” The two quickly waved their hands. “Miss, we didn’t know the situation. Please don’t take it to heart and let it ruin your evening at the party!”

“Yeah, yeah!” The other one chimed in.

“It’s OK,” Rosalynn shook her head.

“Go mind your own business,” Evan waved his hand, still looking a bit unhappy.

Everyone who worked for the Lockner family knew that Mr. Evan was kind–hearted and mild–tempered. He never gave the staff a hard time.

The two staff members departed, their faces visibly flustered and muttering about the audacity of someone who dared to challenge them in such a manner.

Observing the unfolding scene, Ashley quickly blended into the crowd, apprehensive that the staff members might recognize her and potentially create public trouble for her.

“This girl actually knows Mr. Evan of the Lockner family!”

“It’s not just that they know each other, but did you see how he stood up for her? Their relationship must be quite serious!”

“Who the hell is she?”

Listening to the surrounding gossip, Ashley’s complexion grew pale. The rumors suggested that after a five–year affair with Wayne, Rosalynn had been abruptly abandoned, and now she had allegedly entangled herself with Mr. Evan from the esteemed luxury jewelry group. Ashley couldn’t fathom it; she believed Rosalynn was simply unworthy of such attention and companionship.

Rosalynn herself was also stunned. First off, the handsome guy in front of her was the star of today’s party, the young master of the Lockner family, Evan. Secondly… he actually came to her rescue!

“Are you OK?” Evan turned around, worried, as if afraid she had been scared.

“I’m fine, Mr. Lockner. Thank you for helping me out,” salynn said, somewhat embarrassed. After all, she really did sneak onto the

Wait! Wallace!

Rosalynn quickly looked around, but Wallace was nowhere to be found in the dispersing crowd.

are you looking for? Did you drop something?”

looking for…” Rosalynn’s

voice called

Ashley had sent those workers earlier,

towards Evan, her eyes flickering

presenting themselves as the

greeted with a curt nod, maintaining

smile, playfully waved at

deliberate choice to ignore him,

testy Secretary Tesdal got that day when Wayne’s office caused him

and then looked at Evan. Then he laughed lightly,

sunk. She looked up at Wayne, her smile forced: “I learned from the best, President

words left her lips, she observed Wayne’s eyes flare

about maintaining his image, he would have already tossed

Mr. Silverman,”

impeccable manners, but he ignored Evan and headed to the banquet hall

never one to shy away from drama, almost laughed out loud when Rosalynn snarked at Wayne. An independent Rosalynn was full of surprises! He followed Wayne into

was annoyed by Jacob’s pleasure at her

fool! She tried desperately to save the company, but he brought his

a soft

looked up in

blue eyes were

her name again,

couldn’t help but laugh, “Yes, my

a beautiful name!” Evan

hair behind her

in the party; she would have time to approach Wallace

is there

senior about some matters. I almost got to meet him,”

I’ll help you!” Evan

knew there was always a price to pay,

“Just call me Evan!”

approached her. “Miss, my boss would

with a surprise, and she

your boss?” Evan

friends that some older dudes, like way too old, are super rude and always

looking for,” Rosalynn whispered. “Evan, thanks so much for today.

followed the bodyguard and left. snarked at Wayne. An independent Rosalynn was full of surprises! He followed Wayne into

Jacob’s pleasure