Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 85

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.

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, too, Mr. James Foster here has all the evidence

eyes bulged, words failing him. He had not touched her grandfather,

his side, her hands soothing his

to come after us. Mr. James Foster? More like your secret fling! You'd stoop to anything to get what you want. How despicable. Does Wal "Scared? When have you ever seen me scared? You keep calling me a thug. Didn't Andrew

to spill the beans to Walter about you and your 'wild man. Just wait, the two of you

the epitome of beauty and kindness, was such a fraud. The Internet's portra Then there were Andrew and Lydia, that odd couple, causing a ruckus. Being around them felt like wading knee-deep in a

company for so long. He

Evangeline's back a reassuring pat. She had clearly been through a lot with that family, and he resolved to be even more supportive of his

actions and knew he pitied her. However, it was he who was the target of their insults, and she would not

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