Chapter 145

Just his luck, out for a drink and he bumped into her. She had brought a date, it seemed.

Evangeline let out a cold laugh, wrapped her arms around herself, and slouched comfortably into the sofa. "What a question, Mr. Walter Gordon. People hit up bars for a good time, not for... other services, right?"

Evangeline's eyes locked onto Felicia with a look that screamed volumes, and everyone in the room caught the drift in a heartbeat.

"Never would've guessed the Foster family's darling princess was into this sort of thing," remarked Walter nonchalantly.

The tension between them could have sparked a duel, and there stood Felicia, smack in the middle, the picture of discomfort.

She turned to Evangeline, her voice barely above a whisper, "Ms. Evangeline, please, you've got it all wrong. Mr. Walter Gordon just saw some creep hassling me and stepped in. There's nothing shady going on; we're totally honest…"

Tears brimmed in Felicia's eyes as she spoke. Walter, however, cut her off before