Her grandmother's words echoed within her, fueling her determination to reclaim what she believed was rightfully hers – Gregory Sinclair, and the status that came with him.
Evelyn's grandmother strode closer, her eyes flashing with a fierce intensity. "Now, now, wipe those tears off your face," she commanded, her voice low and urgent. "I don't want to ever see them again."
With a gentle yet firm touch, she dabbed at Evelyn's cheeks, erasing the evidence of her emotional outburst. "You're a Simeon, Evelyn. We don't cry. We conquer."
Her gaze bored into Evelyn's, burning with an unyielding determination. "Gregory Sinclair is yours," she declared, her voice dripping with conviction. "If you cannot have him, no other woman should!"
The words hung in the air like a challenge, a battle cry that stirred Evelyn's resolve. Her grandmother's unwavering support and guidance fuelled a volcano within her.
A reward for Cherry. Thanks for the gifts!