Susan's POV
I clenched my fists in fury, feeling the heat rise to my face as Gloria's words echoed in my mind from last night's call. Take Evander under your wing as soon as possible, or else… he will slip through your fingers like sand. The thought of losing him after all these years was unbearable. My heart pounded as a twisted mix of rage and desperation built inside me.
"No… no… no… I can't let this happen!" I muttered through gritted teeth and forced myself to stay composed. It was already challenging enough to keep that little pest, Claire, in check. And now, Evander was openly drifting toward her, as if my years of careful planning meant nothing!
How could he betray me like this? After everything I had done— every move I had made, everything that I told him, and every look I had given him. I worked too hard and sacrificed too much to let that pathetic woman win. The very thought made my blood boil.
