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Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 475
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Chapter 475 I took a deep breath, forced myself to hold back the tears and ran out of the ballroom without looking back. Behind me, Ethan's voice echoed, desperate and heart-wrenching. "Evelyn! Don't go! Please, givea chance!" The cold wind whipped through my hair. Tears froze on my cheeks, only to be swept away mercilessly by the gusts.

I had no idea how far I had run or where I had ended up. I just plunged into the endless darkness of the night. "Miss, are you alright?" A concerned voice called from behind.

I looked up to see a well-dressed middle-aged man, his face full of worry.

"I'm fine..." I forced a weak smile. "I'm just a little tired." "It's late, and it's not safe to be out here alone," the man said gently. "How about I give you a ride home?" I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Maybe it was the sincerity in his eyes, or maybe I was simply too exhausted to run any longer.

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"Thank you...?" "Dalton, Richard Dalton," he said with a smile. I teach at the Melando Academy of Art, and I'm a friend of Mr. Fernandez." Was it Stefano Fernandez he was talking about? "You know Mr. Fernandez?" I asked, surprised.

"Of course." Richard nodded. "He's a close friend of mine. Every the comes to Melando, he stops by to catch up." Wasn't fate strange? At my lowest point, I was somehow finding a path to my dreams.

"Mr. Dalton, do I get the opportunity to meet Mr. Fernandez?" I asked cautiously.

Richard lookedover, then smiled knowingly. "You must be the rising star, Evelyn Wiley?" I widened my eyes. "You know me?" "Who doesn't?" Richard chuckled.

"The waves you've made in the fashion world have even reached the art community. I think Stefano would be thrilled to meet you?" en "Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Dalton!" I said.

He grinned broadly. "Don't mention it. I'm sure you're feeling a bit overwhelmed right now. Why don't we head back to the hotel first? You can rest, and I'll take you to see him tomorrow. How does that sound?" "Sounds perfect!" I nodded eagerly.

The night passed in a blur. I tossed and turned in bed, my mind racing with excitement over the chance to meet my idol.

There was a twhen I thought I'd never have a place in the fashion world. And now, I was about to meet a legend face-to-face! I owed it all to...

Ethan.

Just the thought of his nmade my heart ache. If it weren't for his letting go, I wouldn't be where I am today. But how do I deal with his reappearance in my life? At dawn, Richard showed up as promised. "Are you ready?" he asked with a smile.

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I nodded. "I'm ready."

Richard ledto the car, and we drove out to the outskirts of Melando.

The whole time, I was a bundle of En nerves, my palms slick with sweat. Richard seemed to sense my

anxiety. "Don't worry. Stefano is very down-to-earth. He loves meetingn talented passionate young people. You're exactly the kind of person he's drawn to." I gave him a grateful look.

The car turned into a lush, green forest area and finally cto a stop in front of an elegant villa.