Chapter 195
No.1
How ironic fate could be.
Once, the entire Kingsley household adored her—except Alexander. Now that he'd changed, his grandmother became the obstacle.
"Alexander refuses to let go." Evelyn stood. "Ask him why."
She turned to leave but found her path blocked by security.
"Miss Sinclair." A black-suited guard barred the exit.
Madeline regained composure. "You'll stay until the banquet concludes."
Confined to the suite, Evelyn texted Alexander: [Your grandmother locked me in the hotel.]
No.2
His reply came instantly: [Location.]
She sent the room number.
If he insisted on this marriage, let him handle the fallout.
But after that message, silence.
Three hours later, the door opened abruptly. "You may leave, Miss Sinclair."
Evelyn frowned.
The hallway stood empty—no sign of Alexander.
No.3
Passing the banquet hall, the emcee's booming voice carried: "Now presenting the bride-to-be!"
Evelyn froze.
Through the open doors, she saw Alexander in black formalwear on the dais.
A veiled woman in white approached him.
Even obscured, Evelyn recognized Isabella Winslow.
Alexander extended his hand.
A needle of pain pierced Evelyn's heart.
No.4
So this was Madeline's "surprise."
The Kingsleys filled the seats—Patriarch Kingsley, Madeline, Eleanor...
The family she'd lived with for over a decade now witnessed another woman's triumph.
Evelyn turned away.
The moment her back disappeared, Alexander suddenly looked toward the entrance.
"Mr. Kingsley?" The emcee prompted softly.
All eyes followed his gaze.
No.5
Alexander turned back to the veiled woman and demanded sharply, "Who are you?"
The hall fell silent.
The woman in white stepped back nervously.
Alexander yanked off her veil—
Revealing a stranger.
Alexander Kingsley tore off the bridal veil.
The entire venue fell silent.
No.6
Isabella Winslow's meticulously made-up face was exposed under the spotlight.
His pupils constricted violently as he whipped his head toward the Kingsley family seats.
Madeline Kingsley's expression flickered with unease.
"Brilliant," Alexander sneered, dragging Isabella off the stage.
"Alexander!" Madeline slammed her palm on the table. "Isabella is carrying your child!"
Gasps erupted through the crowd.
Alexander froze mid-step, his eyes glinting with icy fury. "Grandmother, must you go this far?"
No.7
"You left me no choice!" Madeline's voice trembled.
Isabella stumbled as he yanked her along, losing a high heel in the process.
The Winslow family tried to intervene but found themselves surrounded by Kingsley security.
"Do you know where Evelyn is?" Madeline suddenly asked.
Alexander went rigid.
The text message flashed through his mind.
He shoved Isabella aside and sprinted toward the elevators.