Chapter 120 The Attack

• The heavy doors swung open, and the person who stepped into the room was the absolute last person Evelyn expected to see, Erica Jones, who was supposed to be across the ocean in Gag Country preparing for the wedding.
• She was dressed immaculately in a vibrant, rose-red one-piece hip skirt that clung to her curves, paired with towering high heels of the exact same shade. Her perfectly styled dark hair was scattered elegantly behind her back. The moment her eyes landed on Evelyn standing so intimately close to Michael's chair, a fierce wave of jealousy and bitter anger flashed across her beautiful face before she quickly suppressed it.
• "Michael!" Erica called out softly, her voice dripping with affection as she glided across the polished floor straight toward the man.