It looked like her uncle Yale had once secretly visited her mother, and someone had captured the moment. Who could it be?Her eyes turned to Lydia. She was the one who had used those photos to sabotage the relationship between Andrew and her mother, was she not?Evangeline's laugh echoed through the room, her usually graceful face taking on a chilling twist. She rose to her feet, clapping slowly. "Bravo, quite the performance. Mr. James Foster, would you join us?"The door, slightly open, swung wider as James entered at her beckoning. His suit was sharp, his gold-rimmed glasses catching the light, every inch the consummate professional."Evangeline, what's this all about?"The smirks on the faces of the others faded fast with James' arrival. Something was off."Oh, nothing much. Just thought you'd all like to know that our little chat today was recorded. And Andrew, that bit about you threatening to track down my grandfather and using his life as leverage? We got that on tape, to
James watched as Evangeline dropped the pretense and decided he would do the same. "Alright, I'll lay it out for you. The name's Foster, as in from the northern Foster Group empire. Evangeline is my niece."Keep stirring the pot, and I won't hesitate to have you slaving away at a sewing machine for the next few decades. And if you fancy a more 'special' kind of hardship, say, missing a limb or two? I'm your guy."His tone was steady, a stark contrast to Evangeline's fiery demeanor, but the threat in his words was crystal clear. He might play the part of a gentleman, but make no mistake—there was not a single delicate flower among the gambling king's kin.They played nice with him, he would play nice with them. The Foster family did not take kindly to enemies that crossed them, crossed him. The only ones still standing were the Gordons, and that was saying something.Even the most sheltered of folks knew better than to mess with the Gordons of the South or the Fosters of the North—u
The voice on the other end was nothing but deferential."Ha! You little tramp, roping in some stooge to play along with your little act. What's the going rate for that these days? Or did you just scrape up some sleazy gigolo to fill in?" mocked Lydia venomously.Asher's face went stone-cold on the other end. Someone insulted the Foster Group's princess? That was a one-way ticket to trouble."Miss, did you run into some kind of mess over there? Need me to come over with backup?" Asher was all business."No need for the cavalry, but there is something else you could help me with," replied Evangeline calmly.Asher braced himself for what might be a complicated request, but he was ready. "Miss, just lay it on me. Even if it's Foster Group business, I'm on it.""No, that's not it. Remember how I axed that endorsement deal for the newbie, Julia, with our company? I've heard that Gordon Group went behind my back and set her up with Brighton Media. Give them a ring and let them know I ju
"Evangeline, no—hear me out, my girl. I loved your mom for real. If she hadn't fallen for some guy and gotten knocked up, planning to run away with him, I never would've left her."And it was Lydia! She was the one who lured me in. She even snapped those photos of your mother with that guy. I've been true to you and your mother, you have to believe me." Andrew's legs were unsteady, and he was almost about to collapse.The repulsed Evangeline stepped back while Lydia lunged at Andrew, clawing and smacking him. "You're pinning this on me, you jerk? You were the one who couldn't wait to jump into my bed! I'll knock the betrayal right out of you!""Zip it! If you hadn't stirred the pot, I never would've clashed with Yessica! You're nothing but trouble!"The argument escalated into a full-blown brawl, hair-pulling and face-slapping, while Evangeline backed away, not wanting to get caught in their crossfire.Julia was at her wit's end, hurling accusations at Evangeline. "Are you satisfi
Whatever Walter had planned for Julia's sake, Evangeline's resolve to retaliate against Julia's family was firm, unchangeable."I'll see you in court, Walter!" Evangeline's voice echoed, each syllable of his name a sharp note before she stormed out, slamming the door behind her.Julia's heart clenched at the sight of Walter's troubled face. This could be a disaster! Had Walter overheard her calling Evangeline those awful names? She had to fix that, even if he had heard.Desperate, Julia wiped her tears and rushed to Walter, grabbing his arm with a dramatic flair. "Walt, please tell me you didn't hear the horrible things she said. She's so heartless, not satisfied with kicking us out of the old house. She wants to take back this new place you've given us too! What are we going to do?"I might be young enough to handle living on the streets, but our parents? They're too old for this kind of suffering. She's being so cruel..." Her voice trembled, her eyelashes glistening with tears, i
Julia was not the only one silenced by his words. Andrew and Lydia, who had been loudly urging Walter to leave Evangeline and be good to Julia, froze in shock.Walter had never paid them any mind, and he certainly was not about to start showing them any courtesy."I heard every word you two said. I'm going to dig up every dirty deed you've done to Evangeline. And let me make this crystal clear: If she sheds one tear because of you, you'll pay back tenfold, in blood!"Walter stormed out, not even sure how he managed to leave.Ditching his bodyguards, he found himself in a bar, knocking back brandy after brandy. All he could see was Evangeline's gaunt face, feigning strength.What had he done to her? Why did he not ask more questions and try to understand her suffering?Reflecting on his treatment of Evangeline since their marriage, he was filled with such self-loathing that he could barely stand it.With a final burst of anger, Walter stormed off, his bitter words echoing behind
With a triumphant smirk, Julia slipped by the watchful eyes of the bodyguards and tiptoed out the back door.…Evangeline settled into her private booth at Kronovia Royale Pub, surrounded by glasses of Bloody Mary.The Fosters were gambling royalty, their power unchallenged.Evangeline, a true Foster by blood, had always been drawn to the color of blood.Staring into the deep red of her drink, her favorite, Evangeline could not shake the image of Walter from her mind.'Evangeline! You're the Foster family's treasured princess, the apple of everyone's eye, raised with love and care by your doting grandfather and uncles—not to be mistreated!'What's a guy like Walter even worth? To think he drove you to drink your sorrows away and torment yourself. Does he deserve that power over you? Absolutely not!' ran her thoughts.Evangeline's heart screamed the answer, but her hand betrayed her, lifting the glass and emptying it in one defiant swig.Walter was, after all, a man she had onc
The servant nodded and hurried off.Aria had been convinced that Walter was just fiercely protective of Evangeline, but when Trey's unexpected message reached her, her heart lurched.She was never Trey's favorite, and him seeking her out could only mean trouble. Even so, Trey's word was law in the Gordons' world, and she could not just ignore his summons.With her heart pounding, Aria made her way to Trey's study and asked with a shaky voice, "Dad, you wanted to see me?"Trey waved the servant away, and once they were alone, he finally spoke up, "I brought you here to tell you something."You're aware of Cole from the Foster family, aren't you? Evangeline is his granddaughter."Those words hit Aria like a ton of bricks."Are you kidding, Dad? If she's his granddaughter, doesn't that make Evangeline the Foster family's heiress?""Why would I lie to you? I'm telling you now that Evangeline is leagues above Julia, the perfect match I've handpicked for my grandson. And remember, fo
"I will handle both matters properly and provide a clear explanation to all shareholders within a week."Walter's working style had always been swift and decisive. With just a few words, he managed to soothe the shareholders' concerns.As soon as he finished, the room erupted in thunderous applause. Praise followed closely behind, ringing out alongside the clapping.This was exactly the effect Walter had intended. With Alex gone and Walter regaining control of the company's management, the shareholders were fully convinced and showed no dissatisfaction.The meeting concluded.Walter was the first to return to his office.Unexpectedly, Emma followed him in without waiting for instructions.After entering the office, she stood across from his desk with her head lowered, looking hesitant as though struggling to find the words to speak.The sight annoyed Walter, and he decided to break the silence. "Ms. Carter, is there something you want to say?"Ever since discovering that Emma
Walter understood—Alex was handing the company over to him.Perhaps Alex finally regretted his decision to ally with a traitorous group.Emma, who had witnessed the entire upheaval, was still in shock. She stood frozen, staring blankly at the people around her, unsure of what to do.Noticing her dazed state, Walter did not seem upset. Instead, he chuckled lightly and reminded her, "Ms. Carter? The unwelcome guest has left. Why don't you close the door now? Our meeting is about to officially begin.""Of course," replied Emma softly with a lowered head. Nonetheless, her actions were swift as she moved to shut the meeting room door.Still, every step she took was unusually heavy, filled with trepidation and caution.For the first time, Walter saw a sense of complete submission in Emma's demeanor. Even so, he did not care about any of that.If it were not for David's severe injuries preventing him from attending the meeting, none of this would have fallen onto Emma's shoulders in th
"Go ahead, play it! Don't just grab some random video online and bring it here to slander me. I won't acknowledge it!"Walter found this response amusing."My dear brother, how can you be so certain that the video I have is just something I found online?"Alex's lips curved into a smirk. "There are no cameras in the CEO's office. Even if I did do something, it wouldn't have been recorded. Really, Walter, waving that USB drive like that—who are you trying to scare?"'Was Alex determined to deny everything until the bitter end?' thought Walter.Before he could respond, Emma stepped forward. "Exactly! I can understand your desire to return to the company, but you can't tarnish our CEO's name for your own selfish motives. Don't you agree?"Walter did not respond immediately.His sharp, dark eyes swept over both Emma and Alex before he calmly inserted the USB drive into the laptop he had prepared in advance.The video quickly appeared on the screen, but instead of projecting it onto
"Impossible! How could Mr. Alex Gordon possibly do such a thing?""Exactly! They're all part of the Gordon family. If Gordon Group collapses, how would that benefit him?""Well, you never know. Don't you remember what happened back then? Mr. Alex Gordon didn't leave Gordon Group voluntarily—he was forced out by Mr. Trey Gordon and Mr. Walter Gordon!"Everything was going smoothly, and then he was suddenly kicked out. Who wouldn't hold a grudge over that?"The crowd buzzed with speculation, including Emma, who had always been loyal to Alex.She looked at Alex in disbelief. "Mr. Gordon, what he said… it's not true, is it?"Her expression was complicated, tinged with visible disappointment.The reason she had helped Alex with those things was because she cared for him. She believed that he had returned to Gordon Group to achieve something great and that Trey and Walter were just thieves who had stolen the fruits of his labor.Walter's revelations seemed to suggest that Alex had be
Alex took a deep breath, his face darkening as he demanded, "Walter, you've been removed from the company. Grandfather personally stripped you of your authority in front of all the shareholders."You have no decision-making power in any company affairs. So, please leave my meeting room immediately. Thank you!"Contrary to expectations, Walter, despite being blatantly dismissed, remained unfazed. He sat firmly in his chair, unmoved."Yes, you and Grandfather forced me out of Gordon Group. But so what? Under your leadership, in these so-called traitor's hands, Gordon Group is on the brink of collapse."As a member of the Gordon family, am I supposed to just stand by and watch you drag Gordon Group into the abyss?"He leaned back slightly, his voice calm but sharp as a blade. "Or should I let these shareholders watch you use their hard-earned money to fill a bottomless pit—one that leads straight to an unmarked grave?"Alex's face paled at the accusation, and his hand trembled as he
"What's the point of all this arguing? Can it bring back the money? In the end, only Mr. Gordon can resolve the issue!"The room fell into a stunned silence. Everyone exchanged uncertain glances before they all turned, almost instinctively, toward Walter.Walter remained calm, casually raising his wrist to check his watch. "There's still one hour before The Bennex Corporation's press conference. Feel free to continue arguing if you'd like."But if you do, I won't stay to keep you company."The shareholders' faces turned pale, and their aggression completely dissipated."No, no, we don't know anything about these matters. You're the expert, sir. Please, tell us what to do."'What's this? Begging someone to help after shoving them out the door? Truly shameless.'Walter chuckled lightly. "I've already been removed from the company. I don't deserve to be called your president. The only reason I'm here today is because Gordon Group represents my grandfather's life's work. Watching it
Emma came along reluctantly, but she had to follow Alex's orders.Even as she stood beside Walter, her loyalty never wavered—she was Alex's person. Every action, every word, was meant to assist Alex, not this usurper Walter!Walter glanced at the woman beside him, his feelings mixed.The fact that Alex sent his personal assistant to him probably meant that he was aware of David's situation—hospitalized and severely injured. If Walter wanted to win this battle in front of the shareholders, he would have to handle everything himself.For the Gordon family, that was far too humiliating.Alex could be frighteningly stubborn sometimes yet inexplicably considerate at others.However, Walter had no interest in what Emma was thinking at this moment because…"Ms. Carter, if you want to help Alex, you'd better listen to me during today's meeting," he advised her, though his tone carried a hint of warning."Why should I?" Emma immediately stiffened, glaring at him defiantly.Walter smile
Alex's attitude had said it all, so why waste more words?Standing in front of Alex, Walter lit a cigarette. He would only smoke when his emotions were about to overwhelm him. Drawing on the cigarette, combined with the swirling smoke, helped calm him."Alex, I'll only ask you one question: how did your legs get injured?"Back when Alex left the Gordon family, he was perfectly healthy. By the time he returned, however, he was somehow wheelchair-bound.For a time, Walter had assumed it was just a ploy to gain sympathy. However, he realized that for a healthy person to willingly confine themselves to a wheelchair, the price was simply too high.He had sent people to investigate Alex's life abroad, but they found nothing. He had no choice but to ask in person.Alex chuckled softly. It seemed as though he had recalled something painful, as his eyes reddened.Suddenly, his expression grew firm. His thin lips curved slightly as he uttered two words:"Northern Montavia."Walter froze
"That's true." Alex chuckled, laughing with genuine amusement.When was the last time he and Walter spoke like this? For a moment, he could not recall."Walter, do you hate me?"Walter was puzzled. "Why would I?"Alex sighed deeply. "There are too many reasons..."Those reasons were Evangeline and the company. Even at this moment, clearly, he was the one who let the Bennisons infiltrate the company, yet his younger brother, Walter, had to clean up after him.As he listed these grievances, Alex felt like he was truly an unforgivable person, though he could not pinpoint exactly what he had done wrong.The feeling was deeply conflicting. Perhaps he would never figure it out in this lifetime.However, Walter swiftly answered, "I don't hate you, Alex. I pity you."His gaze fell on the wheelchair beneath Alex.A man who could walk on his own had to disguise himself as someone partially paralyzed for his own purposes. A man who could rely on himself needed help from others.What ki