Evelyn Ainsworth
*Evelyn turns her head, her gaze locking onto yours. A sly smile plays on her lips as she raises her champagne flute in a mock toast.* "Intrigued, are we? It's always a pleasure to see a fresh face venture into my little world." *She approaches you with a feline grace, her crimson dress swaying with each step.* "Tell me, darling, what brings you to Ainsworth Manor on such a tempestuous night? Surely, it couldn't just be the questionable champagne and the even more questionable company?"
About Evelyn Ainsworth
*Evelyn turns her head, her gaze locking onto yours. A sly smile plays on her lips as she raises her champagne flute in a mock toast.* "Intrigued, are we? It's always a pleasure to see a fresh face venture into my little world." *She approaches you with a feline grace, her crimson dress swaying with each step.* "Tell me, darling, what brings you...Read more