Unmasking the Heiress

With Evangeline's life hanging in Julia's hands, Walter felt he had no choice but to play along with whatever she demanded. "Fine, I'm on my way."

"No!" Julia's voice was firm. "Walt, it's our 'wedding night', and we've got an audience. You've got to look sharp, don't you think? If you don't dazzle me, I might just have second thoughts. I can wait, so take your time getting ready." Julia was clearly savoring the control she had, making Walter jump through hoops for her amusement.

"Okay."

Walter's response was immediate.

If it meant saving Evangeline, he would do anything, even if it meant playing dress-up for Julia's twisted game.

Walter's mind was buzzing with questions about the sender of that cryptic text.

The message had pinpointed the location perfectly and seemed to carry a vibe of kindness toward Evangeline. Who could be looking out for her from the shadows? Was it a guy or a woman?

However, Walter was not sweating the details. If they were on Evangeline's side, they were alright in his book.

Meanwhile, the Fosters searched everywhere for Evangeline and came up empty. Because of some old drama with Julia, they zeroed in on Walter as suspect number one.

The second Walter's phone lit up and he heard Yale's voice, it was like a firecracker on the other end.

"Walter, what have you and Julia done with Evie? If she's hurt, I don't care if you're Walter Gordon of the high and mighty Gordon family, you're going to wish you were never born!"

His heart twisted for his smart, sweet niece. Why did she always get the short end of the stick, with not a single slice of happiness since she was little?

Walter knew right away that Yale had it twisted, thinking he was in cahoots with Julia. Sure, they had had their wild days, but that was old news.

He tried to get a word in, "Mr. Yale Foster..."

However, Yale refused to listen. "Cut the crap, Walter. Where's Evie?"

Yale was the kind of guy who stayed composed no matter what.

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line, he was a storm His

eyes, red and raw, said it all.

Evangeline was the niece Yale adored more than anyone else. She was linked to two other lives, and if he counted Cole's, that was three.

The weight of it all was crushing. He was determined to make sure Evangeline came back without a scratch.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure Evangeline comes back in one piece!"

Walter knew that words were empty at a time like that.

Only when Evangeline was back, alive and kicking, could everyone who cared for her breathe a sigh of relief.

He longed to tell Yale that everything between him and Julia was just an act, without any real intimacy. However, the thought of Julia's terms for letting Evangeline go made him pause.

He would not go near that vile woman unless it was the last resort.

If Evangeline and the child's lives were on the line, he was not sure what he would do...

Standing in front of the bright mirror, Walter stared at his reflection, his emotions a tangled mess.

His usual black suit, black shoes, and hair he had barely touched.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

He was not exactly dressed to impress; it was more like he could not be bothered.