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Chapter 498
By the time they were finished, Eva barely recognized the woman in the mirror. She looked like royalty. But she also looked like herself—just elevated, polished, transformed. One maid spoke softly. “Madam… you look breathtaking.” Eva placed a hand over her heart. “Thank you,” she said quietly. “Truly.” Eva exhaled softly, lifting her fingers to touch the cool fabric. “Thank you,” she murmured, though her voice carried a tremor of nerves. She had attended events before… but nothing like tonight—not by Chris’s side, not in front of Washington’s elite. A gentle knock interrupted her thoughts. The maids stepped back instinctively. The door opened. and Chris entered the room He stepped through the doorway dressed in one of the White family’s signature evening suits—sleek, midnight black with subtle silver accents that caught the light whenever he moved. The suit fitted flawlessly, every detail polished to quiet perfection. His hair had been brushed back slightly, giving him a refin
Chapter 499
Inside, the atmosphere was electric. Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in warm light. Classical violins played slow, atmospheric melodies. Priceless paintings, sculptures, and abstract installations adorned the elevated platforms, awaiting the bidding later that night. Eva was overwhelmed, but she hid it well. The reception inside was even more dramatic.Every eye tracked her every step. Heads turned one after another in a ripple effect—like a gust of wind moving across a field of tall grass. The hall was majestic, chandeliers dripping with crystals, marble floors polished to a mirror finish, tables adorned with fresh florals and golden cutlery, a live orchestra playing soft classical music. Yet despite all the glamour, every eye was pinned on Chris. Not because he was the White heir. Not because he had just overturned a national scandal. But because he was walking with a woman—an unfamiliar, stunning woman wearing a custom White-family gown. Eva felt the weight of their st
Chapter 500
The art exhibition bidding began shortly after. Exquisite paintings, sculptures, and rare artifacts were rolled out one by one. The elite seated around Chris kept glancing at him, waiting to see whether he would bid. Each time he raised his hand, the entire room stilled. “One million dollars from Mr. White.” “Any counter?” “Going once… going twice…” Silence. “No counter.” Because no one dared to challenge the financial power of the White Family. Eva leaned close and teased softly, “You know, you’re scaring them.” Chris smiled slightly. “Good. It saves time but I never stopped them from trying.” She laughed gently. He bought several pieces—modern impressionist paintings, a marble sculpture carved by a world-famous artist, and a rare antique ink drawing from Japan. And each time, silence followed his bids like a shadow. Halfway through, Chris leaned toward her. “I need to step out for a short meeting with a few business partners,” he murmured. “Adrian and Serena will stay h
Chapter 501
Eva tilted her head back, a soft laugh escaping her lips, tinged with amusement and a touch of exasperation. “You’re giving me too much credit, Serena,” she said lightly, though her heart still pounded from the confrontation. “I’ve dealt with people far more intimidating than a few entitled socialites playing games. These women… they’re loud, flashy, but they’re not as frightening as they think they are.” Serena’s lips curved into a genuine smile, and for a moment, Eva could see the admiration in her eyes. “Still,” Serena whispered, “you handled it with grace. I wasn’t sure anyone could.” Grace. The word hung in the air, almost tangible, and Eva let herself smile wider this time. “Grace, huh?” she said, lightly brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I suppose that’s one way to put it. But I don’t want to linger in the crowd any longer. Lead me somewhere quieter—somewhere I can just breathe.” Without hesitation, Serena inclined her head and gestured toward the corridor. “This way
Chapter 502
On the other hand Chris walked to the kitchen as he had plans of making dinner himself just like he used to do back in Brooklyn. Shortly, Eva returned, this time wearing a more casual outfit. She stood as the entrance as she watched Chris chop vegetables with practiced efficiency. It gave her a nostalgic feeling watching him work as it brought back memories of their simple lifestyle in Brooklyn. Back then she was just struggling to get the recognition of her family while dealing with the treachery of her grandfather, uncle and cousin. It was surreal to think that she was married to the most influential man in the country in spite of all her struggles. “You could have at least left one maid.” She commented. Chris looked at her with a loving gaze and smiled “No, I wanted to do this specially for you.” he responded. his eyes kept finding Eva, lingering on her face with a quiet admiration that made her heart flutter. “I’m impressed,” he said suddenly, voice low, carrying both sur
Chapter 503
The morning sun streamed through the silk curtains of the bedroom, painting the walls with a warm, golden glow. Eva stood at the balcony, her fingers tracing the carved railing as she gazed out at the sprawling gardens below. Marble fountains glistened in the sunlight, perfectly manicured hedges curved gracefully along the pathways, and the soft hum of activity from the estate staff floated upward. Her chest tightened—a mixture of awe and nerves coiling inside her. This world, Chris’s world, was vast, powerful, and unforgiving, and today, for the first time, she would step fully into it. Chris entered quietly, carrying a tray with coffee, a small vase of fresh lilies, and a warm smile. “Good morning,” he said, placing the tray on the table beside her. “I thought you could use a little fuel before the day begins..” He moved closer, his hand brushing hers in a reassuring gesture. “ Serena is waiting for you downstairs.” Eva was surprised by the revelation as she didn't expect Sere
Chapter 504
The fall of Marcus Steele should have been the end of the crisis. The Steele corporation—once a monolith of political manipulation and oil-sector dominance—was now being carved apart by Chris. Chris didn't show mercy as he swallowed the entire Steele enterprise and integrated it with the white family dynasty. It was war that Chris had won in the corporate arena. He had outmaneuvered Steele. He had shattered the coalition behind him. And in doing so, he had solidified the White family’s influence in Washington like reinforced steel. The public hailed Chris as a young titan—sharp, unshakeable, and dangerously brilliant. Behind podiums and polished camera flashes, he looked every inch the modern political prodigy. But beneath the glittering surface… beneath the applause, the smiling interviews, and the carefully curated praise… something far darker waited to be unearthed. A truth that reeked of betrayal. A truth that crawled out of the past with blood-stained boots and a famil
Chapter 505
Mason slowly crouched beside the cracked screen, staring at Eva’s face with a twisted expression. “Look at him,” Mason whispered. “The man who ruined me.” His fingers tightened. “He exposed me. Shattered my future. Forced me into exile. Made the Legion spit on my name…” His voice darkened into a growl. “And now he gets a throne? Respect? A beautiful wife? Peace?” He slammed his fist into the floor hard enough to crack the old wood. “No. No, no, no. He doesn’t get happiness. Not after what he took from me.” His breathing grew shaky. “Everything he has… should have been mine.” A terrified soldier approached carefully. “Boss… we’re running out of supplies. We need to move—” Mason grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into a concrete pillar. “Move where?” he hissed. “EVERY safehouse is gone. Marcus is gone. My funding is gone.”He leaned closer, voice trembling with rage. “But I’m still here. And I still have the one weapon that will make Chris bleed.” He pointed at the sc
Chapter 506
The midday sus shone brightly in the sky, illuminating the bustling city of Washington. At this moment, Eva was seated at a round table in the private hall of a very expensive restaurant having an exclusive tea gathering. The hall glittered with controlled luxury. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen constellations above polished marble floors, diffusing soft halos of gold across the room. Classical music floated in the air—gentle violins, elegant piano strokes—just loud enough to create an atmosphere of refinement but quiet enough for whispered judgments to glide beneath it. This gathering was meant for Washington’s most elite female individuals, wives of senators, daughters of ambassadors, heiresses of obscenely wealthy families. Their gowns shimmered—pearls, silk, velvet, gold embroidery; beauty and power stitched into every seam. But behind the perfume and jewelry, the room felt like a gilded cage lined with invisible bars. Eva sat among them with perfect posture, smiling polite
Chapter 507
Eva kicked wildly, muffled screams trapped behind the gloved palm., but a gun pressed into her ribs— A voice, chilling and low, whispered against her ear: “Don’t scream, princess. You’re worth more alive but we wouldn't mind killing you..” Terror coursed through her veins like electricity. “Ser—Serena—” she choked, tears already blurring her sight. she felt herself being dragged backward down the hall, shoes scraping the tile, nails clawing uselessly at the floor. “Let me go—LET ME GO!” she cried, voice cracking. The kidnapper tightened his grip. “Stop fighting.” Serena, dizzy and disoriented, crawled desperately across the floor. Her fingertips brushed her radio. She fumbled to activate it, forcing her half-blurred vision into focus, and lifted the radio to her mouth. Her voice trembled. “—All units… the young mistress had - bee —taken—restroom corridor—headed—parking lot—hurry!” Her hands shook violently. Pain radiated through her skull. But she pushed herself up and staggere