Chapter 110
The Lowells' days of prosperity were numbered.
Since Victoria had delivered herself to Evelyn's doorstep, she shouldn't blame Evelyn for showing no mercy.
Evelyn watched Victoria's incessant chatter with cold detachment, her lips curling into a mocking smirk.
"Nathan, look at her attitude..." Victoria clung to Nathan's arm, preening with arrogance.
Nathan hung his head awkwardly, shrinking like a coward.
"Pregnant?" Evelyn suddenly laughed, her sharp gaze slicing toward Victoria's abdomen.
Victoria instinctively covered her stomach before puffing out her chest. "What, jealous?"
"Only you would treasure such trash." Evelyn adjusted her cuffs with deliberate nonchalance. "I find it repulsive."
She took a deliberate step forward, letting her shoulder brush against Victoria's.
"Ah!" Victoria shrieked dramatically, staggering backward. "My baby!"
Nathan rushed to steady her. "Victoria!"
"Nathan, she—she did that on purpose..." Victoria clutched his shirt, tears welling in her eyes.
Evelyn calmly pulled out her phone. "Should I call an ambulance? A pregnant woman falling could be serious."
"N-no need..." Victoria's face paled.
"Of course we must." Evelyn had already dialed. "This is the Evans family's heir we're talking about. Any mishap would be..."
The wail of sirens grew louder.
Beads of sweat formed on Victoria's forehead as she forced herself upright. "I'm fine. Let's just go..."
"Where's the patient?" A doctor in a white coat approached briskly.
Evelyn pointed at Victoria. "This pregnant woman just took a nasty fall. Please examine her thoroughly."
The moment the doctor took Victoria's pulse, his brow furrowed.
"This..."
Victoria thrashed wildly. "I told you I'm fine!"
"Stay still!" the doctor snapped. The monitor's readings told the undeniable truth.
Whispers rippled through the gathering crowd.
Evelyn crossed her arms, satisfaction flickering in her eyes.
This performance was only just beginning.