The Queen Returns—And She's Unforgiving novel Chapter 68

Lucas' reaction made one thing clear. As long as it was something Tiffany wanted—whether it was the stars, the moon, or something that wasn't his to give—Lucas would make sure she got it.

That was the kind of confidence Tiffany had.

Evelyn felt her hands and feet grow ice-cold. Was Lucas really planning to buy the house for Tiffany?

Even if Tiffany wanted to take something that belonged to her and Deborah, would he still stand by her side?

No matter when or where, his first choice was always Tiffany.

Evelyn met his deep gaze head-on. "What you choose to give her is your business. But whether I sell or not is my choice."

Tiffany narrowed her eyes. So that was a firm no.

Mason frowned.

Evelyn was really willing to throw away millions just to make a point?

Lucas smirked lazily. "Suit yourself. Just make sure you think it through."

He got up, stepping past Evelyn without another glance.

Tiffany and Mason followed one after the other.

As Tiffany left, she shot Evelyn a look—half amusement, half ridicule—before walking out the door.

The real estate agent, however, was panicking. "Ms. Reed, you should really think about this! That's Lucas! Money's not an issue for him. He's literally house-hunting with his wife! Do you really want to pass up an offer like this?"

Evelyn barely heard him. Her body moved numbly toward the exit. She felt like she had been slapped hard across the face because she knew what Lucas meant by those last words.

Even if she refused now, he would find a way to make her agree.

...

At the entrance, her gaze dropped to the ground, unfocused.

Of all the places to choose, why did Millie specifically want Deborah's house? Did she not know that was their family home? Of course, she knew. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Years ago, when Naomi was still alive, she had taken Millie in, offering her shelter during a difficult time.

For two months, she had lived under their roof. That was the first real taste of wealth she had ever experienced.

She had come from a poor, rural town. Studying art had been expensive, and her parents had spent everything they had—selling assets, taking out loans—just to fund her education.

When she met Naomi, she had been given opportunities she could never have dreamed of. A helping hand, a stepping stone to a better life.