Unmasking the Heiress

The rage that Evangeline had been bottling up could not be held back any longer.

"Get out!"

Her shout took Walter by surprise. With a powerful swing, she hurled the pillow from the bed straight at him with all her might.

"Just go, Walter! I never want to see you or Julia again ever!"

The anguished cry echoed through the hospital room, slipping through the door crack. Roslyn, with Celina trailing behind, did not hesitate they burst into the room and were met with chaos.

Evangeline, in the grip of madness, was throwing anything she could get her hands on at Walter. Papers flew from his hands as he ducked and weaved, scattering across the floor with the glittering shards of broken glass. The room was a disaster zone.

Roslyn's heart broke at the sight of Evangeline. Ignoring the risk to her own feet, she dashed to Evangeline's side and wrapped her arms around her. "I'll get him out of here, I'll have the guards take him away! Calm down, Evie, please? You're too weak for this-it's not worth wrecking yourself over him..."

Her voice was a gentle whisper, her hand tenderly patting Evangeline's slender back.

The gentle touch worked wonders, Evangeline's rage subsided, but then she burst into tears.

"Roslyn... Roslyn, my baby... my baby's gone..."

Evangeline's face was buried in Roslyn's shoulder, her emotions flooding out in a torrent of tears.

"It's okay, really. Who needs a baby with a guy like Walter anyway?"

Walter stood frozen, Roslyn's words cutting deep. The bodyguards lingered by the door, exchanging looks, waiting for Walter to make his move.

Walter's role in the family drama was no secret, and at this moment, he was in a heated spat with Evangeline.

However, they knew how it was with couples-yesterday's fight was often today's old news. Still, if those two had made up, the bodyguards who had crossed Walter would have been in a real bind, caught between

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Roslyn, noticing the bodyguards dragging their feet, raised her voice. "Hello? Did any of you catch that?"

The bodyguards, swallowing hard,

stepped forward to confront Walter. "Mr. Walter Gordon, sir, we're inca

tough spot here. Please, let's not make this any harder."

They were not exactly hanging on Roslyn's every word. The thing was, the Fosters were all about Evangeline's health right then.

If Walter stuck around, riling up

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Evangeline, it would not matter if t

the Foster family would have the bodyguards' heads!

Walter, lips tight, was ready to storm out, but then-

"Hold up!"

Celina, who had been quiet as a mouse, suddenly dropped to the floor, gathering up the papers that were everywhere.

At first, she just gave the papers a casual look, but something caught her eye-numbers, data that seemed to leap off the page. Walter, mid-step, paused and put his foot back down.

Celina's interruption turned everyone's heads.

The bodyguards, stuck in the middle, exhaled in relief and beat a hasty retreat from the room.

Celina picked up one report, studied the numbers, then moved on to the next. Before long, she had gone through every last one.

Her face grew whiter with each report she picked up, and her eyes filled with an ever-deepening sadness.