#Chapter 100: The Aphrodisiac

[Evelyn’s POV] I couldn’t fathom how Michael managed to see through Alexander’s plan, much less how he managed to find me here. It felt as though I was being backed further into a corner with nowhere to turn to. It was bad enough that I had to consistently watch out for Isabella, why on earth was I now plagued with having to deal with Michael too? Well, at least it had given me an excuse to leave the dining room sooner. Thanks to Michael’s obscene remarks, I couldn’t risk my father or Isabella getting any more false ideas about my relationship with Alexander. I quickly got up and led Michael and me toward the back gardens. Keeping my gaze forward, I didn’t so much as even glance at him as I spoke. “Michael, you said before that you’re here because you believe I need support,” I said briskly. “Is that the real reason though?” Michael managed to keep up with my strides. “You doubt me?” My movements faltered only for a second. “If I’m being honest...Yes,” I responded.