Chapter 283

Evelyn paused for a second, her voice catching slightly. The cold light in her eyes slowly shifted into naked hatred. She took a deep breath, trying hard to keep her emotions in check. Julian gently reached out, holding her hand in his warm, steady grip. His broad palm completely wrapped around her chilly fingers, the warmth seeping in. Evelyn's breathing gradually evened out. She turned a frosty gaze on George. "I won't drag you to court, but only if..." "You kneel with that woman in front of my mother's memorial, in full view of everyone, and apologize." Clara's death was completely George and Amelia's fault—nothing could change that. There was no way Evelyn would ever let those two disgusting people defile her mother's grave with their fake apologies. But they needed to atone—that much was non-negotiable. They had to pay for what they did. George's face went stiff at her words. Apologizing to Clara, a woman long gone? That was a slap to everything he was—an open admission that she'd