Chapter 372

If Cole had not been weighed down by age and sickness, he would have seen right through Evangeline and Walter's petty schemes in a heartbeat.

Yale had to admit, he was seeing Cole's smarts in a whole new light.

However, Cole was no rookie. His mind might get foggy, but he was not totally out of it.

One thing was crystal clear to Yale: If Evangeline did not show up immediately, Cole's imagination would run wild.

The mess unfolding before them would not hold up under the slightest poke. If Cole got wind of Walter chasing skirts while Evangeline was expecting, it would probably send him to an early grave.

Thus, Yale nudged Evangeline to head home.

Then again…

"Evie, you're your own person now. We can't call the shots for you. Just say the word, and I'll get you wherever you need to go.

"We've got a half-hour till the fork in the road. No pressure—just think it over..."

Yale fell silent. Holden, sharp as ever, caught on to their drift without another word.

Evangeline's gaze drift