The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 157

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Reveal Oscar’s name? @

That was the very last thing Evelyn would ever consider doing—at least for now—and certainly not without his explicit permission.

Quickly regaining her calm, Evelyn spoke in a gentle tone, “Axel… I’m sorry, but that’s something I just can’t share with you. I hope you understand.”

“It’s alright,” Axel interrupted softly, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, as if to say he trusted her completely. “I understand.”

His calm acceptance took her by surprise.

The tension that had been quietly building between them simply dissolved when he offered that slow, sincere smile—the kind that always made her heart flutter unexpectedly.

Evelyn blinked, a relieved laugh almost escaping her lips.

“Thank you. Now… let’s get going. If we don’t start those pancakes soon, our little boss will come marching in here, hungry and impatient.”

A soft chuckle slipped from Axel’s lips. “Our little boss, huh?”

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“Mm-hm. And you know he sticks to his breakfast schedule more seriously than you do to your business meetings.”

He smirked as they strolled toward the kitchen together. “Well, at least someone in this house keeps me accountable.”

The morning sunlight poured through the tall windows, casting a warm golden glow over the marble countertops as they stepped inside.

Oliver was already perched on a stool by the kitchen island, his little legs swinging back and forth, while Jimmy stood patiently beside him. The butler was carefully serving warm milk and cookies, his usual calm smile never faltering.

Jimmy encouraged gently, “Young master, please eat this first. It will help keep your hunger at bay until your daddy wakes up.”

Oliver nodded with a sweet smile, breaking his cookies into halves, dipping them carefully into the milk, and savoring each bite.

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But as soon as the cookie melted on his tongue, his face lit up with excitement the moment he spotted them.

“Mommy! Daddy!”

Evelyn’s heart melted instantly at his joyful greeting, while Axel felt a sharp pang of guilt. They had kept him waiting longer than they had promised.

Before either could apologize, Oliver cheerfully reassured, “It’s okay, Daddy. Don’t feel bad about being late. You can still make me pancakes. I’ll wait.”

Evelyn laughed warmly and kissed the top of his head.

“Oh, what a generous little gentleman you are.”

Axel stood close, pretending to whisper conspiratorially, “Do you think Mommy’s going to help, or will she just stand there looking pretty?”

Oliver giggled, whispering back, “You’re wrong, Daddy. She’ll probably just tell you what to do.”

Evelyn laughed, feigning offense, “Excuse me? Who’s the boss in this kitchen?”

“You are!” Oliver replied immediately, wrapping his small arms around her.

Axel smiled in playful defeat.

“Buddy, you’re supposed to be on my team.”

“I’m on Team Pancake,” Oliver answered seriously, causing both his parents to burst into laughter.

Jimmy smiled softly at the heartwarming scene, then cleared his throat. “Sir, the batter is ready. I have set everything near the stove.”

“Thank you, Jimmy,” Axel said as he hurried over to the stove. “We’ll take it from here.”

With a polite bow, the butler excused himself, leaving the family bathed in the cozy morning light.

Axel rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt and inspected the ingredients laid out before him: batter, milk, butter, eggs, and a generous mound of blueberries—some of which Oliver had already begun sneaking from the bowl.

“Buddy…” Axel warned with a smile, “Those blueberries are for the pancakes, not for you.”

Oliver froze mid-chew, his cheeks puffed out like a little chipmunk. “Just testing them, Daddy. Quality control.”

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Evelyn chuckled from the counter, where she was arranging fresh fruit. “Sounds like he takes after you.”

“Excuse me?” Axel turned with a playful hand on his hip. “I’m the model of discipline.”

“Sure,” she said dryly. “You ate three chocolate croissants before dinner last night.”

“That was research.”

“Research on what?” she teased, raising an eyebrow.

“Flavor balance.”

Evelyn laughed softly.

Axel flipped a pancake expertly. The golden disc soared into the air and landed back perfectly in the pan.

Oliver gasped in awe. “Daddy… that was amazing!”

“Of course. I’m a pancake master, remember?”

“Do it again. Please…”

“Okay, but only if you promise not to tell Mommy if it hits the ceiling.”

Evelyn nearly choked on her laughter.

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Evelyn smiled mysteriously. “I did, didn’t I?”

“Who’s the guest, Mommy?” Oliver asked eagerly, eyes shining with excitement.

She shook her head, savoring his anticipation. “That’s a secret.”

“Aw, Mommy… Please tell me, huh?”

“No, sweetheart. You’ll have to wait and see.”

Oliver shrugged dramatically, but soon his attention drifted back to his pancakes, as if the moment had slipped away.

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After breakfast, Axel and Oliver headed out to the stables to feed Oliver’s pony.

Evelyn watched them leave, her heart swelling with affection. She exhaled softly and then made her way back to her bedroom.

The room was quiet now, bathed in soft sunlight that spilled over the bed and dresser.

She picked up her phone from the nightstand and unlocked it.

At the top of her messages was a new one from Oscar.

“Report complete. File attached. You might want to sit down before reading this.” From: Oscar

Evelyn opened the file and began scrolling through the detailed profile and records of Maxime Knight.

With each paragraph, her chest tightened a little more. His records were unique—showing complex connections, a formidable reputation, and a high level of unpredictability.

Leaning back in her chair, she frowned as she read line after line.

“Maxime Knight,” she whispered to herself. “Whatever your intentions are…”

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Her fingers clenched tightly around the phone.

“…I will never let you harm my family.”

The screen dimmed, and silence settled over the room once again.

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