Chapter 487

Walter and Alex locked eyes for a moment. Walter's complexion was ghostly, his deep-set eyes a well of loneliness.

Alex, parked in his wheelchair, looked calm. A subtle smile played on his lips, and his eyes crinkled with a touch of pride.

Standing and seated, their gazes met, and without a word, they understood each other perfectly.

Finally, Alex arched an eyebrow at Walter. "You know, I pulled you out of the Foster family brothers' grip, Walter. Aren't you going to thank me?"

Walter's mouth twisted into a wry smirk.

Years of rivalry had taught him to read between the lines. If he had not grasped Alex's motives at first, Holden's pointed question made it crystal clear. He would be a fool not to see the setup then.

It all added up. Alex had foreseen Evangeline's predicament, knew the Foster brothers would come for Walter first, and positioned himself strategically. Just as the trio was on the verge of a showdown, Alex swooped in like a hero, sharing the news he had had all along