Tristan & Evelyn: Desperate And Despicable
Evelyn rushed downstairs and hailed a taxi, heading towards the suburbs.
The weather in Lisbern was particularly gloomy that day, with dark clouds looming overhead, threatening rain.
An hour later, Evelyn arrived at the family’s private cemetery.
The taxi couldn’t go any further, so she ran up the steps to the mountaintop.
As she reached the gate of the cemetery, she noticed that it was standing open.
Her heart sank.
She never thought Edmond would go this far, even considering their complicated history.
‘Dad! Dad!’ Evelyn’s voice cracked as she called out, on the verge of tears.
She had hoped that Edmond wouldn’t desecrate her father’s grave, but she had underestimated his madness.
Inside the cemetery, Evelyn saw Edmond and Janice giving orders to two workers to lift her father’s tombstone.
‘Stop!’ she shouted, sprinting over.
‘Don’t let her come any closer,’ Janice said to her son, Mason Townsend.
Mason stepped forward to restrain Evelyn.
Despite her efforts to get closer, she was una
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