Evelyn's POV
"Did you see his face?" Julian murmured beside me. I pressed my fingers over my mouth to hide my smile.
"He looked like a man who had just watched his own house burn down," Julian continued, keeping his voice low.
I saw it, he looked devastated and oddly enough, I found it satisfying.
I glanced at him and struggled not to laugh when that familiar screech pulled me out of my thoughts, and almost everyone in the room turned toward the entrance.
She was at the entrance in something expensive and her face was red with anger. She looked like a walking time bomb.
Charlie had clearly tried to prevent exactly this, and she was screaming his name with the full investment of a woman who had decided that dignity was no longer a priority for the evening. Security moved toward he
