Chapter 485

Secret Longing: A Second Chance at Love (Evelyn) novel

The air crackled with tension as all eyes turned toward their private booth. Isabella's nails dug into her palms, her pulse roaring in her ears. Across the room, Evelyn's crimson lips curved into a knowing smile that made Isabella's stomach twist.

Alexander's deep voice cut through the murmurs. "For my wife."

The declaration hung in the air like a challenge. Isabella felt the weight of hundreds of curious stares burning into her skin. Her cheeks flamed as she realized the entire elite society now witnessed her humiliation.

The auctioneer's gavel came down with finality. "Sold to Mr. Whitmore for one hundred million!"

Applause broke out, but Isabella only heard the blood rushing in her ears. She needed to escape before the tears welling in her eyes betrayed her. Pushing back her chair abruptly, she fled toward the marble pillars lining the grand hall.

Behind her, she heard Alexander's sharp intake of breath. "Rachel—"

But she was already gone, heels clicking a frantic rhythm against the polished floors. The scent of gardenias from the centerpieces turned cloying as she fought for air.

Tonight had revealed painful truths.

She was merely a spectator in Alexander and Evelyn's carefully choreographed marriage. A pawn in their games. A fool who'd believed she still held some claim to his heart.

The night breeze stung her cheeks as she burst through the terrace doors. Somewhere in the glittering city below, a church bell tolled midnight.

Perfect timing for reality's cruel awakening.