Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Walter had heard every harsh word Julia's family had thrown. There was no way he could ignore it.

All that, and he stood by her side, shielding her from more harm. The unspoken truth of his loyalty did not need to be spelled out.

Evangeline's eyes glistened with unshed tears, and as she looked at Walter, a wave of emotion washed over her, burying both her tears and the last bits of her daydreams about him.

She wanted to confront him, to ask, "Walter, does Julia mean that much to you? And what about me? Am I just someone you spent one night with?"

The words would not come, however.

Her pride, the pride of the Foster family's darling daughter, had been crushed once when she pressured Walter into marriage. She could not let it happen again.

Evangeline inhaled sharply, her face a mask of frost, her eyes glinting like ice. "Give me Julia, and I'll disappear."

Julia's actions were beyond forgiveness.

not have cared what Walter thought. However, she wanted Julia to pay with her

there might have been a chance. Julia, however, was already on a plane to Northern Montavia, out of

of handing Julia

not touch Julia with a 10-foot pole, so why would he let Evangeline sully her hands? Letting Julia go off to Northern Montavia to deal with her own mess was the best

fierce clarity, "Is it because she's your darling. so you're scared she won't end well if she ends up with

pointed to her chest, "Do you have any idea that your precious lady drugged me at the Whiskey Barrel Pub, a place crawling with all sorts of shady characters? Her motives for doing that don't need

that night, who knows which lowlife would have taken advantage of me! Is it wrong for me to confront Julia for some

to enjoy a drink and dance at the club, have to suffer in silence? Is it all because Julia has you as her guardian angel?" The more Evangeline spoke, the angrier she got, her

She wished that he and his sweetheart would just drop

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the living room. A vivid red handprint stood out on

hand-the one that had just struck him-and hoisted her up effortlessly. The door