Evangeline eyed David, who stood ramrod straight at the door, with a mix of confusion and amusement as if he were a complete oddball."Mr. Zimmer, why on earth should I leave with you?" Lounging on the couch, legs elegantly crossed, Evangeline's voice dripped with a lazy curiosity.David shot a look at Celina, who clearly relished the unfolding drama, and whispered to Evangeline, "Your husband, Walter Gordon, wants a word. He's waiting for you outside the salon."Aware of the onlookers, Evangeline knew she could not snub Walter."Fine, let's go." Evangeline grabbed her purse and strolled out of the beauty salon leisurely.David, who was always on edge about upsetting Walter's wife, trailed behind her, careful to keep his distance. "Mrs. Gordon, Mr. Walter Gordon's car is right over there."Evangeline glanced where David pointed and saw a sleek white Rolls Royce parked at the curb—totally Walter's style.Of course, why should she do what Walter wanted? She gave a dismissive wave
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