Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 234

Yale's face was a mask of seriousness, but Evangeline did not let him get a word in edgewise.

"You know how bad Grandpa Cole has been," she said. "If we hadn't pulled some strings with Walter to get Dr. George on board, who knows where he'd be now? There's only one thing on my mind: To have a baby fast, so he can cuddle his longed-for great- grandkid while he still can."

"I get it." Yale closed his eyes for a moment, hiding the wave of helplessness that threatened to show. "Evie, could you grab me a drink? I'm in the mood. for some liquor."

Years in the service had turned Yale into someone who would drown his

sorrows in a bottle.

It did not bother him that Evangeline, busy with baby-making plans, could not join him. He was fine drinking alone.

Evangeline, ever so sweet, fetched a wine glass and a bottle of red wine, pouring him a glass with a caring touch.

He swirled the wine glass absentmindedly, his eyes tracing the dance of the deep red liquid.

heart aching, and it was not just

sister Yessica flooded back. Their mother had nearly died giving birth to

seven, even the youngest, James, treated Yessica like she hung the moon. They all did whatever she

along,

her back on her brothers, defied her parents,

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headstrong in matters of the heart, ultimately paid with her life for her stubborn

to walk down the same

the massive liquor cabinet for vodka. Her delicate silhouette was a haunting echo of Yessica's on the day she fled, so fragile that it tore at his heart. To avert another heartbreak, their father had

and his brothers stormed the Gordon

let go of

The vodka arrived.

second thought, Yale downed a hefty swig. The liquor blazed a trail from his throat to his stomach, a searing sensation as if

to this burn; it somehow helped him release the storm of

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what Evangeline needed. The reality was probably not something