Chapter 96

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