Chapter 224

Without the backing of Evelyn's six brothers today, Walter and Beverly would have displayed even more blatant arrogance.

Alexander's gaze settled on Evelyn as he remarked, "Vista Properties has an established protocol regarding redevelopment projects. Typically, those who sign first receive preferential treatment."

"Aside from the standard compensation, there may be additional incentives."

"Is that so?" Evelyn smiled faintly. "Whether there are or not, as long as my adoptive parents can't cause trouble, I'm satisfied."

Truthfully, she had her doubts—especially since Vista Properties was connected to Victoria and Alexander.

During their last encounter, Penelope had deliberately obstructed them. Would Victoria resort to similar underhanded tactics this time?

Alexander turned to her, his voice reassuring. "Evelyn, if you have any concerns, you can always confide in me."

"Alexander, do you think there's a chance Vista Properties might suddenly halt the demolition due to unforeseen issues?"

"Or perhaps manipulate the relocation records or bank details of those involved?"

"Evelyn, why would you think that? It's highly improbable. Vista Properties operates under strict regulations."

"Rest assured, I'll personally oversee this matter for you," he promised.

Evelyn fell silent for a moment before nodding. "Alright. Thank you, Alexander."

If Victoria did attempt anything behind the scenes, Evelyn wouldn’t let it slide.

Alexander's eyes flickered with confusion. Why was Evelyn so wary of Vista Properties acting covertly?

Her suspicion struck him as unusual.

After leaving, Evelyn received a call from Jonathan. "Evelyn, how did the redevelopment proceedings go?"

"Everything was settled smoothly. The paperwork is signed."

"Congratulations, my talented designer. Are you working late this afternoon? Would you like to visit the site and oversee the project you designed?"

"Of course. I'll head there right away."

Hanging up, she turned to her brothers. "I need to put in extra hours at the studio. I’ll be back in time for dinner."

Margaret smiled warmly. "Don’t worry. I’ll handle the groceries. Just focus on your work—but be punctual tonight."

Though Alexander considered suggesting dining out, he held back upon seeing Margaret finally at ease.

Beneath her gentle demeanor, she genuinely cared for their well-being. A quiet family dinner at home seemed far more fitting.

Julian stepped forward. "Evelyn, I’ll drive you. I need to head to Peace Hospital anyway."

She climbed into his car, and as they drove, he asked, "Evelyn, are you feeling any discomfort in your stomach?"

"No, Julian, you don’t need to worry so much."

"How can I not? There were so many people earlier. If I hadn’t arrived in time—do you realize what could have happened?"

Evelyn playfully stuck out her tongue. "I promise it won’t happen again."

Julian sighed, exasperated yet fond. "Where’s your studio? I’ll drop you off."

"It’s fine. I can take a cab. It’s not on the way to the hospital, and it’s quite a distance."

"I’m only going for a routine checkup. There’s no urgency."

Relenting, Evelyn input the wedding venue’s address into the navigation. An hour later, they arrived.

The scenery was breathtaking—like something out of a fairy tale, perfect for an outdoor wedding.

Julian surveyed the surroundings, a flicker of recognition crossing his features. Had he seen this place before?

"Finding a taxi here won’t be easy," he remarked. "How will you get back?"

"I’ll ride with Jonathan. With so many from the studio here, someone will have a car."

As Evelyn stepped out, she glanced up—and froze.

Not far away stood a familiar figure.