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
As soon as Evangeline was out the door, the relentless paparazzi spilled the beans.In no time, the story of Evangeline, the Foster family's enigmatic darling, was the talk of the town.She had once ruthlessly stolen her sister's fiance and kicked her own father out. Recently outed as a notorious, polarizing figure in the racing scene, she had, in a single night, become the Foster family's mysterious princess.With her family's clout and a billion-dollar fortune, she and the Gordon family's Mr. Walter Gordon were seen as the perfect match, a true power couple.Evangeline had just inked a deal that put the Gordon family's shares in her grasp, effectively giving her the reins of both the Gordon and Foster family fortunes. This was not some cliche tale of a cunning woman latching onto a wealthy heir. No, it was the story of a formidable beauty who, for reasons she kept close to her chest, had been playing her cards under the radar.Such a twist would be too bold even for the wildest
To her surprise, a soft chuckle came from the other end of the line. Alex's laughter, light and unexpected, echoed through the phone."Why do you think I'm here to talk you into something?"There was a hint of challenge in his voice as if he was gently pushing back against Evangeline's assumption."Don't they say it's better to tear down a house than to break up a marriage? You're like a brother to both me and Walter, so it makes sense you'd call to talk some sense into me, right?"Evangeline paused, taking a deep breath."Bro, I don't hold a grudge for how things turned out with Walter and me. You're not here to see it, but we've been at each other's throats..."On New Year's Eve, Walter had set up a fireworks display for Julia. She had to drag him back home in the dead of night, and even her hints at divorce could not stir his sympathy.Afterward, she looked after Julia, who had tried to end it all, giving her a place to stay and the help she needed.With every step, Evangeli
However, as soon as she set the phone down, the doorbell chimed."Who's there?"Evangeline had splurged on the presidential suite and had one rule: No interruptions. Apparently, that was too much to ask.Were the hotel staff clueless? What were the bodyguards even there for if not to keep people out?"Hello, room service!" came a muffled call from the other side of the door.With a frown, Evangeline swung the door open, her patience wearing thin. "I thought I made myself clear. No disturbances, remember?"However, the words hung unfinished in the air as she saw the mischievous grin plastered on the face of the unexpected visitor.There were no bellhops or maids in sight, just the malicious-looking Roslyn and a bodyguard who looked like he had seen a ghost.Roslyn was a vision in red, her tank top and miniskirt combo screaming 'party', her legs encased in sexy black fishnets, towering heels adding to her height, and her face done up in dramatic smoky makeup. She was a nightclub
At the clap of Roslyn's hands, a bodyguard appeared with a full array of skincare and makeup, plus an outfit that was nothing short of sizzling.Evangeline's mouth twitched in a half-smile.Roslyn had come ready for anything.Evangeline had made her bed, and Roslyn was not about to let her lie in it.Before long, Evangeline, her eyes smoldering with smoky makeup, found herself at Whiskey Barrel Pub, the biggest nightclub in the South, courtesy of Roslyn's insistent tugging.The strobe lights danced across the room, and the thunderous beats of heavy metal music set the crowd in motion, their bodies swaying instinctively to the rhythm.Towering among the dancers, a man in sleek black slacks and a crisp white shirt moved with a grace that belied his formal attire, drawing eyes with every fluid step.On the sidelines, Julia, clad in a modest white sundress, watched him with a mix of shock and envy.Walter, her Walter, was a revelation on the dance floor. She had only come to the cl
Only when the server emerged with their drinks did Julia seize her moment, darting in front of him.A triumphant glint swept over her as she looked at Evangeline.'Evangeline, you're so smug, aren't you? Well, tonight's the night you're going down in flames,' Julia thought, a gleeful smirk playing on her lips.Evangeline, settled in her booth, received her cocktail.It was a stunning shade of bright blue, the ice cubes casting a cool mist. If she leaned in close, the crisp scent of tequila would tease her senses.Evangeline's lips curled into a pleased smile.'Tomorrow' was blue, no? That was exactly the drink she had had in mind.She took a delicate sip, letting the flavors dance on her tongue.The liquor was potent, rushing to her head, and Evangeline knew she would be over the edge if she had more than half.She reined in the urge to gulp it down and, as the dance floor pulsed with a new song, she eagerly pulled Roslyn into the throng.The beat was infectious, and Roslyn w