The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn) novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Reliable Source?

"Last night’s Charity Dinner created quite the buzz," the anchor announced brightly.

"The highlight of the evening was the unexpected appearance of Axel Knight, the elusive CEO of Knight Corporation, who surprised everyone by attending."

"Even more intriguing was his warm conversation with Evelyn Walters, the daughter of William Walters. The two were seen sharing the same table throughout the event."

Alexander Knight froze, cup halfway to his lips.

The screen shifted to photos taken during the dinner; Evelyn in her elegant red gown, Axel seated beside her, leaning in as if speaking softly.

They looked comfortable. Far too comfortable.

The anchor continued,

"Speculation is rising that this might be a sign of reconciliation between the Knight and Walters families after decades of silence and rivalry. Could this be the beginning of a powerful new alliance?"

...

Morning sunlight streamed through the tall, large windows next to Alexander Knight, shining over the marble floors and antique furniture in the living room.

The peacefulness of the place usually calms Alexander Knight’s mood, but not today.

His calm morning had been ruined the moment the news anchor uttered the name "Evelyn Walters."

He had already watched the footage twice, hoping it was a mistake.

But there it was... clear as day. Axel Knight, his only son, was sitting beside Evelyn Walters, the daughter of his long-time rival, laughing and whispering like they were old friends.

Alexander’s jaw tightened.

"That boy," he muttered through gritted teeth, "has completely lost his mind. He is insane!!"

He tossed the remote onto the couch, the news still blaring in the background.

The words "possible collaboration between Knight Corporation and the Walters Group" flashed on screen, fueling his irritation.

He snatched his phone from the coffee table. He began scrolling through his contacts, ready to call Axel and demand an explanation.

But before he could hit "call," the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hall.

Moments later, Alfred, his long-serving butler, appeared at the doorway. The man’s calm, unreadable expression never changed, no matter the situation.

"What is it, Alfred?" Alexander snapped.

"Sir," Alfred said with a slight bow, "Young Master Maxime has arrived. His car just passed the gate."

Alexander frowned, momentarily distracted. "Max? What’s he doing here this early?"

"I’m not sure, sir. He only asked permission to enter. He said it was urgent."

"Fine. Bring him in."

Alfred nodded, turned his back, and immediately disappeared down the hall.

A few minutes later, Maxime Knight appeared, looking as relaxed and charming as ever. His confident smile and smooth manners were a stark contrast to his uncle’s simmering anger.

"Uncle Alex!" Maxime greeted cheerfully as he approached. "You look... energetic this morning."

Alexander looked at him sharply before motioning for him to sit down.

"Why do you suddenly visit us this early?"

"Uncle, I miss you..."

"Stop with the nonsense, Max! You never come by this early unless you want something. Seat!"

Maxime chuckled and sank into the chair opposite his uncle, crossing one leg over the other like he owned the place.

Alfred entered again, quietly setting down a tray of coffee and pastries before leaving them alone.

"Alright, out with it. What’s going on?"

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