Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 207

Then Aemon, who had been quiet, cut in "If you're feeling sleepy, why not just take a good nap? No need to push yourself so hard."

If there were a way to score someone's way with words, Aemon would ace it. Even though he was basically telling Evangeline to just sleep, she could not get annoyed. Instead, she felt her uncle's deep affection for her. The resolve she had to leave was slipping. "Maybe I'll head out after I've had some sleep?" Another massive yawn escaped Evangeline, and her eyelids were fighting a losing battle to stay

open.

Holden zipped to her side in a flash. "Go sleep, go sleep. The Foster family's company is swarming with folks. It won't crumble if you skip a day, will it now? The most important thing is for you to get some rest." "Mm." Drowsiness swept over her, but Evangeline mustered her wits and squinted at Holden, "Uncle, you're acting... sort of odd today."

She could not quite put her finger on what was off. Was it because she did not catch enough shut-eye last night and she was thus very sleepy, so her brain was on the fritz?

Grinning, Holden replied, "Me, strange? Nah, I'm just fussing over you, my dear niece. You're the shining star of the whole Foster clan!"

Well, when he put it that way, it sort of made sense.

Evangeline's eyelids felt like they were made of lead, and even though she tried her hardest to stay alert, a single blink was all it took to succumb to sleep.

off, one thought clung to

all-nighters for her. She was just

was right by her, scooped up her delicate frame. With her four other uncles forming a protective. entourage,

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to confirm she was sound asleep, and then spun to address the group, "Are we sure she won't flip when she finds out what we did? "And hey, Holden, where'd you

wrong? We're just making sure she gets a good night's rest. "Besides, it won't take long for us five brothers to take care of that jerk Walter. How much medicine could I really give her?"

acutely aware that their actions this time were definitely

for silently

feel not an ounce of guilt. In fact, he thought this

fingers, cracking his

Walter. He had been itching to give that guy a piece of

while!

Walter sat on the office sofa, massaging his