Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 160

Everything happened in a blur, so fast that Evangeline could not wrap her head around it. When she snapped back to reality, she saw Walter staggering in front of her, his body about to collapse. The bodyguards were quick to catch him. Evangeline moved to face him, about to ask if he was okay, when she noticed the sharp knife from Lydia's hand buried in Walter's stomach, blood pouring out like a crimson fountain.

Chaos erupted around them. Walter, hurt and unable to think straight, acted on pure instinct. He ripped the knife out and lunged at the person who had caused all this

mess.

The cops were just as shocked, rushing in and yelling, "Mr. Walter Gordon, please calm down!" In the nick of time, they pulled Lydia back, and the knife meant for her heart only slashed her arm. Lydia was spared, but Walter, drained from the effort, collapsed. The cops could not waste another second. They whisked Lydia and Andrew off to the squad car.

Walter's assistant David and the paramedics showed up together, rushing the unconscious Walter to the hospital.

The reception room was deserted. The drama had ended. Evangeline stared at Walter's blood on her hands, struggling to process if the madness that had just unfolded was reality or some twisted dream. Walter had not kept Julia safe; he had sent her off to Northern Montavia. All that, and Walter himself had been stabbed in an attempt to save her life?

On the sleek wooden floor, the knife Walter had yanked out lay silently, its blade smeared with his bright red blood...

into the room, anxious and flustered, and

what's going

Evangeline

down

Walter had drawn his knife

clothes

fine. I'll just wash up in

to her office, and she would have to pass by her colleagues

peeled off her bloodied coat and

Andrew and Lydia had gotten away, but I guess

"It's okay," Evangeline sighed.

and she was not

out? Weren't you supposed

Fosters had hired a bunch of incompetent bodyguards. They could not keep