Evangeline snatched up the phone, her voice rushed as she spoke to Alex on the line, "Alex, this gift is way too extravagant, I just can't take it."Just the blue diamond, big as a pigeon's egg, was worth at least twenty million, and that was not even counting the rest of the jewels.Alex laughed. "Nothing is too extravagant for our Foster family's darling princess! Evie, I really put my heart into this. Go on, take it. Didn't your family throw you a massive birthday party? Do me a favor, and rock that dress at the party, okay? I'm bummed I can't see you in it myself, so make sure you snap a pic and text it to me..."The saying 'the Gordons rule the South and the Fosters the North' spelled out just how much clout the Foster family had.In a family that influential, folks from every social circle were itching to rub elbows with them.So, for the Foster family's princess, her birthday celebration was the hottest ticket in town, with a full house and a who's who of high society in at
"Grandpa, what's got you so mad? Is it because you think it's not cool for me to be live-streaming my birthday party? I can shut it off right now—I just don't want you to be upset..."Evangeline did not even let Cole get a word in, quickly turning off the live-stream.Cole was still fuming, his face a stormy shade of gray. "Evie, tell me, why didn't Walter show up?"Evangeline dreaded questions about Walter. Panicking, she blurted out the same excuse she had used before to brush off her grandfather, "Remember? I said Walter was super busy today, he couldn't make it...""Don't you lie to me!" Cole cut her off. "Just because I'm getting older doesn't mean I'm clueless! Come clean now, I'm giving you the chance! The whole thing about you two wanting a kid, was that a fib to fool me? And if there's anything else you're keeping from me, spill it now!"Trying to keep her cool, Evangeline gave an awkward smile, "I swear, I'm not lying to you, Grandpa."She blinked rapidly, silently plea
Those pale, chapped lips and the slight tension in Walter's brow said it all.Family dramas had always been unpredictable, especially with the Gordons owning the South and the Fosters controlling the North. These two clans essentially ran everything. As long as Walter and Evangeline remained married, nothing was ever certain. Upsetting one of them could easily have meant offending both.The crowd was full of sharp cookies, and when they heard Walter's question, they were quick to butter him up."No way, Mr. Walter Gordon, you're too kind. Everything is of the highest quality! It's just your granddad-in-law—he's a bit miffed that his favorite granddaughter's hubby was a no-show at her birthday. Better go smooth things over."The guy talking put on a friendly act and scooted closer to Walter, spilling the beans about what was going on.Once he said that, the whole vibe of the place did a 180—from stuffy to buzzing with excitement. Everyone was cracking up, eager to see how Walter wo
Evangeline had been on her toes all day because of Cole, and she finally slipped away from his gaze. Could she not even take a moment to chill out?Walter gave her an exaggerated eye roll. He grabbed a glass of orange juice from a passing tray and grimaced after tasting it. "Ugh, this is nasty."Walter had always turned up his nose at sour flavors. The moment the tangy taste hit his tongue, his face twisted into a frown that looked downright silly with his sharp suit and shiny shoes.Evangeline could not help but burst into laughter. "You knew it was awful and you still made me try it? Are you trying to make sure if you're not happy, nobody else can be either?""And what if I am?" Walter abandoned his battle with the orange juice and fixed her with an icy stare. "Evangeline, have you forgotten what time it is for us? Drinking during the pre-pregnancy phase? With genes as stellar as mine, do you want to risk alcohol turning our son into a dunce? Could you live with that?"Evangelin
Out of nowhere, someone else chimed in on the drama."Seriously, we're all just wasting our time here. The Gordons and the Fosters—whether they split or stick it out, we're all just trying to stay on their good side. Why sweat the small stuff? Knowing who not to tick off is the real trick!"This guy had a point, but it did not do much to squash the curiosity bubbling up in the crowd. The chatter got louder and more heated by the second.Right then, a squad of slick bodyguards strutted through the crowd, lining up in formation without missing a beat.The Fosters' clout in Avalon City was no secret, but this kind of showy entrance? It had 'mystery' written all over it.Evangeline, who had just gotten back to Cole, could not help but get caught up in the spectacle.Before long, the man of the hour was in Evangeline's sights.Instead of the fancy leather shoes she was expecting, a set of wheels rolled into view.A gasp rippled through the crowd."Isn't that Alex Gordon, the family
All eyes shifted to Walter, whose face had turned a shade of stormy blue.His wife and his kin Alex were sharing a moment so intimate, it was as if they had forgotten he existed. Was he, her husband, invisible to them?Moreover, how could Evangeline parade around in another man's gift at such a significant event as her birthday banquet? Did she spare a thought for him at all?To Walter, the gown was like a glaring stain he desperately wanted to scrub away. However, with Cole and the uncles around, he had no choice but to bottle up his rage.The guests had filled the room, and the birthday banquet was about to hit its stride with the most awaited moment just on the horizon.Evangeline, the birthday girl of the hour, took her place at the center of attention.First up was her uncle Yale, looking extra sharp in his formal attire. He came forward with a neatly wrapped, square box and handed it to Evangeline with a sense of ceremony."I have been out there, working my tail off for ye
Evangeline flipped through the documents, and her eyes widened at the sight of the lifetime ownership papers for a private island off the Mastorwell coast."Are you seriously giving me an island?"Jack's voice was calm and steady as he said, "You know, we all have those days when we're just not feeling it, totally wiped out. I figured my awesome niece might need a chill spot for those times. I've got you covered on the island—food, clothes, a place to crash, and transportation. You have to check it out, okay?"Evangeline nodded eagerly. "Oh, absolutely!"Holden jumped in. "Handing out houses and islands like candy, but Mastorwell is a million miles away. How's she supposed to get there? You guys missed a beat. But not me—check this out!"Like magic, the ownership papers for a private jet fluttered into Evangeline's hands."The pilot is an old pal of mine, high-grade and completely safe! Evie, you're going to love it!""Uncle Holden, you're the best!"Evangeline threw her arms a
James' voice carried a note of self-deprecation, but everyone there knew the truth.James was a legend, a top-tier lawyer with a golden touch. Most lawyers bill by the hour or by the case, but not James. His time was so valuable that he charged by the minute, and only the big shots could afford to get him on board.Around Evangeline, however, he was just a big softie, playing the fool to make her laugh. Everyone was in on the joke, and it only made them respect him more.Evangeline had unwrapped so many presents that the thrill was starting to wear off—until she saw the unusual gift box from Uncle James. Her curiosity sparked back to life.She opened the box with care and pulled out a rolled-up piece of paper. It was a painting!Unrolling it, she was greeted by a serene autumn landscape. The golden oak leaves fluttered gently in the breeze, while the deep red maples stood tall, adding a vibrant contrast to the scene. The painting's deer, captured mid-leap, added a touch of gracefu