The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover - Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Meeting the Knight Family (1)
It had been three days since the shareholders’ meeting, and Evelyn had barely caught her breath.

Between handling business matters and motherhood, her days were packed.

But this week, she was too busy to make time for something special.

Her son’s fourth birthday was coming up, and she wanted it to be a celebration he’d never forget.

For the past three years, birthdays had been quiet affairs, just the two of them, a small cake, and Oliver’s favorite cartoons on TV.

However, this year will be different.

This year, she had promised him a real party.

The theme? Horses and ponies, of course.

Her little one was obsessed with riding, grooming, and feeding his horse and pony.

Evelyn had already chosen the decorations, coordinated the color palette, and even convinced the chef to shape desserts like tiny saddles and cowboy hats.

She’d also spent hours discussing the perfect gift with Axel.

When he finally told her his plan, her jaw nearly dropped.

“Stocks,” he had said casually. “A significant share in Apex Holdings. For Oliver’s future.”

Evelyn had stared at him in disbelief. Stocks. For a four-year-old.

But when she saw the quiet pride in his eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to argue.

He was serious about building their son’s legacy, and deep down, she admired that.

Still, today wasn’t about birthday plans or corporate surprises.

Tonight was something entirely different… and it made her stomach twist just thinking about it.

Dinner with Axel’s grandparents.

She hadn’t been able to sleep the night before.

No matter how strong she acted in public, meeting his family felt like stepping into another battlefield.

These were the people who raised Axel Knight, the most intimidating man in the business world, and who also revealed their family’s silent war.

Her phone buzzed, snapping her from her thoughts.

“Eve, five minutes away. Are you ready?” From: Axel

She stared at the screen, took a deep breath, and texted back quickly.

“I’m ready!”

She wasn’t sure whether that was the truth.

Turning toward the mirror, Evelyn looked at her reflection.

No matter what, she didn’t want to look too flashy.

First impressions mattered, especially with his grandparents.

She chose a simple but elegant outfit—a retro white skirt that flowed to her calves and a creased navy blouse with modest shoulder accents.

Her lips shone with a hint of gloss, and she skipped heavy makeup entirely. Her hair was styled naturally, falling gracefully over her shoulders.

Grabbing her navy coat and mini black Birkin, she took one last look at the mirror and muttered under her breath, “Alright, Evelyn. Just smile, don’t panic, and don’t accidentally offend anyone.”

Thankfully, Oliver wouldn’t be joining them tonight.

He was too busy playing in the stables, proudly showing Browny his new tricks.

Watching him with the pony earlier had been enough to melt her heart.

And also give her a convenient reason to leave him at home without any fuss.

Outside, the evening breeze carried the faint scent of the garden.

Soon, Axel’s car came into view in the distance. Before long, it rolled up to the front of the house and stopped smoothly.

When the door opened and he stepped out, Evelyn’s heart did that ridiculous flutter thing again.

Axel appeared effortlessly striking in a matching navy tailored suit.

He went without a tie, opting instead for a black shirt with two loose buttons, which gave him an aura of both power and dangerous charm.

And then his eyes found her.

For a second, he just stood there, staring. Then, with that slow smile that always made her nervous, he said, “You look stunning, Eve.”

Evelyn offers a slight smile upon hearing his praise.

He walked closer, his hand slipping naturally to her waist. His eyes softened, but didn’t leave her face.

“Did you do something with your face? Makeup?”

“No… I didn’t,” she said honestly, caught off guard by his tone.

“Damn,” he murmured, “My wife looks this good without even trying. I’m the luckiest man alive.”

Evelyn couldn’t help it. She laughed, shaking her head.

“Mr. Knight, stop flirting. I am already trapped in your charm. You don’t have to keep selling yourself.”

“Habit,” he said, smiling as he laced his fingers through hers. “Can’t help it. But, you’re beautiful without anything called makeup.”

Just as she was about to roll her eyes, another car pulled up behind them: a black luxury SUV.

Evelyn frowned.

“Wait… are you driving tonight?”

Axel smiled, “Of course. I like driving my wife by myself.”

Before she could say something, he opened the car door for her with a smooth, gentlemanly gesture that made her pulse skip again.

“Thank you…” She said, slipping into the passenger seat and fastening her seatbelt.

Axel leaned over, his breath brushing her ear as he checked the buckle.

“Next time, let me do that…” he whispered, and her heart did that embarrassing flip AGAIN.

“Axel…” she said warningly, trying to hide her smile. “Don’t tease me. I’m trying to calm my heart now. Meeting your elders takes effort for me to appear calm.”

“Yes, ma’am.” His grin widened as he straightened and closed her door gently.

By the time he slid into the driver’s seat, Evelyn was already too busy to distract her mind from thinking about his elders.

Soon, the car finally drove out of the front yard.

“Tell me, Mrs. Knight, what’s in your mind right now?” he asked with a flirting tone, trying to break the silence.

“Huh? Nothing,” she said quickly, turning her gaze to the window.

But he didn’t buy it. His hand reached over, gently brushing her fingers, grounding her.

“You seem like you’re thinking about something. Are you nervous about dinner?”

“Fine. A little,” she finally admitted. “I mean… We’re going to meet your grandparents. I know they’re important to you, and I don’t want to say something stupid and ruin their first impression of me.”

“You won’t,” he said simply. “Just be yourself. Trust me. They’ll love you.”

Evelyn smiled faintly. “You sound confident.”

“That’s because I’m right.”

He sped off into the evening, with city lights flickering along his sharp profile. She relaxed, her anxiety gradually easing.

With Axel’s hand resting near hers on the console and that confident smirk on his lips, she realized something… no matter what happened tonight, as long as he was beside her, she’d be fine.

Even if his grandparents turned out to be just as terrifying as he once was.