Chapter 106

Gabrielle cradled the baby gently. "Stop complaining, Evelyn. For four months I've been taking care of you and these two little angels. Look at your figure—it's even better than before pregnancy. And see how plump and healthy Tristan and Felicia are? Only I could achieve such perfection."

Evelyn sighed helplessly.

The mirror reflected her slender waist and glowing skin. In the crib, her twins looked like porcelain dolls—rosy-cheeked and full of life.

Parenting was exhausting!

She couldn't comprehend how Gabrielle made it seem effortless.

Gabrielle was meticulously recording the infants' growth metrics.

Evelyn suddenly felt like a lab rat in an experiment.

But she trusted Gabrielle completely with her children.

"Gabby, is Christian still unconscious?" Evelyn frowned. The expensive herbs sustaining his life were draining her resources.

Gabrielle paused her writing, tilting her head. "He doesn't want to wake up. But his fingers twitch occasionally. Give him another year or two."

Neither anticipated it would take three years.

The aroma of cooking drifted upstairs.

Victoria bustled in the kitchen. Summer garden scents wafted through open windows.

"Miss Evelyn, Mr. Cortez called. The company's hosting a celebration banquet tonight for Ms. Orlando's new drama premiere tomorrow. He'll pick you up this afternoon."

Evelyn nodded. "Understood."

Time to return.

Adrian Valentine—when we meet again, we'll be strangers.

She took a deep breath.

Over the past year, Isabella Langley had skyrocketed to fame with Phoenix Feather, becoming entertainment's newest darling.

Scarlett Orlando's Imperial Consort faced delays after its male lead's injury, finally premiering tomorrow.

Isabella already secured multiple endorsements and new projects.

Vincent Langley continued searching for the missing Renaissance masterpiece, receiving endless visitors at the Langley estate.

"Miss Evelyn, come try these fresh cherries!" Victoria beckoned conspiratorially. "Quick, before Gabrielle notices."

Breastfeeding meant strict dietary restrictions under Gabrielle's supervision.

Evelyn hurried over, sampling one. Tart sweetness burst on her tongue, but she dared not indulge further.

Between Frederick Roland, Gabrielle, and Victoria, childcare responsibilities were covered.

Since gaining heirs, her grandfather had delegated all corporate duties to her.

The weight of responsibility pressed heavily, but Evelyn shouldered it without complaint.

That afternoon, she donned a black evening gown with a simple diamond necklace—elegant yet understated.

Returning to Vienna, she'd resume her identity as Nathan Aldridge's assistant, Evelyn Roland.

Everything was prepared.

She opened the door to find Sebastian Cortez's tall silhouette waiting.