Please Give Me Another Chance Mrs Hamilton

Evelyn was beside herself with worry, pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot tin roof. She pestered Daniel over and over again, but it was all in vain.

She was so worried that she lost all interest in going out to play poker. As a result, she'd spent the past few days moping around the house.

To make matters worse, netizens had pointed out that the paternity test report she posted online had been photoshopped and was clearly fake. And before the trolls she hired could spin the narrative, the report was buried and forgotten.

All of these setbacks only fueled her anger, and she wanted to lash out at Daniel, but she didn't dare to. Evelyn felt as if she was carrying a ticking time bomb that was ready to go off at any second.

Hence, when she received a call from Jean, she glanced at the screen with disdain before answering snarkily, "Well, well, if it isn't Ms. Sawyer. What a surprise. Why are you calling me this early in the morning?noveldrama

"Let me guess, you didn't manage to get anything out of Brad, and now you're here to ask for my help again?"

In truth, she looked down on Jean because she had wasted such a great opportunity. Was it really that hard to make it look like she'd slept with Brad? Not only did she fail, but she also dragged Evelyn down with her.

For days, Daniel had been giving her the cold shoulder, behaving nothing like a husband should. There were nights when he would barge into her room, standing silently by her bed in the darkness and calling her name softly. It was more horrifying than running into a ghost in the dead of night.

Ultimately, it was all Jean's fault! If she had made the most of that opportunity, she wouldn't have been implicated and become the object of Daniel's dislike.

Growing up, Jean had been subjected to constant sarcasm and neglect from her family, so she could easily detect the underlying resentment in Evelyn's voice.

Even though she knew that Evelyn was displeased with her, she forced a smile and said, "Oh, what are you on about, Mrs. Hamilton? Can't just call to check in on you? After all, you've always treated me like your own daughter."

In truth, Jean was nothing more than a cash cow to Evelyn and Gigi. If she hadn't showered them with gifts, they would have never given her the time of day.

Unlike Jean, Nadine was always kind and accommodating. She never asked them for anything. And yet, how did they treat her in return?

Sometimes, Jean wondered if she could ever be happy with a mother-in-law like Evelyn and a sister-in-law like Gigi if she married Brad.

Evelyn responded apathetically, "Alright, cut the crap. What do you really want?"

Jean bit her bottom lip, ignoring her harsh attitude, and went straight to the point. "I want to know where Brad is. I haven't heard from him for days."

The online buzz surrounding Nadine's divorce was still raging, and although she had addressed the crowdfunding campaign issue, Brad hadn't said a word. That wasn't like him at all.

Evelyn had been so focused on Gigi that she hadn't even thought about Brad. Now that Jean mentioned ite she realized she hadn't seen him in a few days as well. After racking her brain for a bit, she still couldn't give a definite answer.

"Brad? He's... probably at Phoenix Villa. I haven't seen him in days because I've

been so preoccupied with Gigi's issue."

Without missing a beat, she shifted

the focus back to Jean. "You should

know better than anyone what Brad's up to. Why are you asking me? Tell me this, Jean-can you win him over or not? If you can't, you should step aside and let someone else take the chance."