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.

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

failing him. He had not touched her grandfather, but with this 'evidence', he would be the prime

rushed to his

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

and your 'wild

as he surveyed the family, repulsed. He was a true gentleman, unaccustomed to such vulgar talk. He could not believe that Julia, once hailed as a violin princess, marketed as 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

Evangeline had endured their company for so long. He could not fathom how she survived her childhood without

a reassuring pat. She had clearly been through a lot with that family, and he resolved to be even

the target of their insults, and she would not stand for her grandfather and uncle being dragged

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