The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover - Chapter 207

Chapter 207: She Was Wrong
Evelyn took a slow, trembling breath, her chest feeling painfully tight.

“Master, you know what safety means to him? Obedience. Silence. Losing myself so he can preserve his image…”

Her voice trembled as she continued, “So, He… He… can keep his mistress from hurting my mother, Stella, and me…”

The silence that followed was suffocating.

Even William Walters, who had been standing quietly with his arms crossed, seemed taken aback by the raw emotion in her voice.

Nolan looked torn. His eyes darted between Evelyn and William before landing back on her. “Eve, I…”

Evelyn stepped closer, her voice breaking as she said, “You told me once that true strength means standing against even the people you love when they do wrong. Have you forgotten your own words, Master?”

Nolan’s composure finally cracked. He closed his eyes briefly, exhaling a deep, weary sigh.

When he opened them again, regret filled his gaze. “You haven’t changed,” he said quietly. “You’re still that stubborn little girl who refused to quit until she got what she believed in.”

She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, smiling faintly through the pain. “You made me that way, Master.”

For a long moment, neither spoke.

The air was heavy, thick with unspoken emotion.

Finally, Nolan said softly, “Then prove me right, Eve. But be careful. You’re walking a dangerous path.”

Evelyn nodded, her face calm even though her heart hurt. “I know. But I’d rather walk a dangerous path with integrity than live safely as a coward.”

Nolan’s lips curved slightly, just barely, but there was pride hidden behind his sadness. “Then I have nothing left to teach you,” he murmured.

“You’ll always be my teacher, Master. Even when we’re not on the same side.”

He nodded once, slowly, before turning to glance at William Walters. “You should let her go. Nothing good can come out of this,” he said quietly.

William’s face darkened. “Nolan, you—”

“I’m sorry, Will… I’m just an old man from the mountain seeking tranquility,” Nolan shot a sharp look at William Walters. He crossed his hands behind his back and continued, “I can’t interfere in your family affairs this far.”

Evelyn wiped her remaining tears, straightened her back, and looked at her father one last time.

“You’ve taken enough from me,” Evelyn said coldly. “You won’t take my freedom, too.”

…

Just when Evelyn thought it was finally over—when her father had run out of ways to control her, to break her—she allowed herself a single breath of relief.

Her fight was over.

She had stood her ground.

Or so she thought.

However,

She was wrong.

Completely wrong.

As she gave a final respectful bow to her Master, Nolan Palmer, and turned to leave, peace was the last thing waiting for her.

The sudden scrape of metal broke through the quiet.

Everyone froze.

When Evelyn turned around, her world stopped.

Her father, William Walters, stood with a handgun in his hands, pulled out from beneath his tailored suit jacket.

His movements were stiff, desperate, as though every shred of reason had left him. His bloodshot eyes glistened with madness.

The room fell into stunned silence.

Nolan’s heart sank. ‘What have you done, William?’ he thought bitterly.

The man he once admired was gone. The proud, cunning businessman had turned into a creature driven by ego and fear.

Nolan could barely breathe, his chest tight with grief. ‘You were my friend once… how could you point a gun at your own daughter?’

Not only Nolah, but others share this sentiment as well.

Evelyn’s pulse thundered in her ears. She couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

For a second, she thought this was some cruel nightmare.

‘He’s lost it completely.’ She thought.

The man before her was no longer her father. His face was red, veins bulging, his breathing uneven. He appears like an animal backed into a corner.

Alicia, standing near the doorway, covered her mouth in horror. “William…” she whispered, trembling. Her heart shattered at the sight.

She could no longer recognize the man she’d married. This wasn’t her husband; this was someone else entirely. Someone consumed by his own greed and fear. ‘Oh, Dear God, what happened to my husband?’

Beside Alicia, Stella froze, her hands gripping the wall behind her so tightly her knuckles turned white. Her throat tightened, tears brimming in her eyes.

‘That’s not my father.’ Stella could barely form a thought. ‘That man died years ago… The person standing there was a monster wearing his face.’

Lisa, standing behind Evelyn, felt her stomach twist. She cursed silently. ‘Damn it! Why didn’t I bring my gun?’

Her hand instinctively moved toward her earpiece to call Ryan, but she stopped halfway. One wrong move, and William would shoot.

Her eyes darted to Evelyn. Her Lady Boss stood, calm, even in the face of death. Her heart raced. ‘If this William Walters hurts her… I will definitely kill him!’

William’s cold voice broke the silence, “Eve, this is the only way for me to get back to the company, to turn things around. You forced me to do this…”

His hand trembled, the gun still aimed directly at Evelyn. His face twisted in a mixture of pain and rage. As he continued his words, “Now, sign the paper, or you will not leave this room alive.”

The words hung heavy in the air.

Evelyn’s lips curled into a faint, heartbroken smile. There was no fear in her eyes, only pity. “Father…” she said softly.

William flinched.

It was the first time she had called him that in years. The sound of it hit him like a blow to the chest. For a fleeting second, something human flickered in his expression.

Evelyn’s voice was quiet but sharp. “You’ve truly lost your mind. You’ve gone insane.” Her tone wasn’t angry; it was full of sorrow and disgust. “You’ve really lost your way. I feel sorry for you.”

“DON’T FEEL PITY FOR ME!” William roared, his voice cracking with anger. He raised the gun higher, his finger twitching near the trigger. “JUST SIGN THE DAMN PAPER!”

“Father… please—”

“I WILL LET YOU LIVE IF YOU SIGN THAT—”

A thunderous gunshot cut him off.

The sound tore through the room like a shockwave.

Alicia screamed.

Stella gasped.

Lisa’s heart jumped one beat.

For a horrifying second, no one could tell what had happened.