Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

The marble of the gravestone was icy to the touch.

However, as Julia leaned on it, a long-missed warmth seeped through her.

The day they carried out the execution, the police had called, inviting her to say one last goodbye to her parents. However, once she was all dressed up and her makeup was done, she looked in the mirror and just could not bring herself to go. Her parents were about to be executed. What was she supposed to do, wave them off?

The pain was too much. She could not bring herself to leave the house and eventually gave up.

The more she hurt, the more she resented Evangeline.

Why should she have to feel that way? Why was it that her parents faced the ultimate punishment, and yet she was left unscathed? Worse still, she was carrying the baby of the man she adored! It was so unfair!

Why did Evangeline get all the breaks, while she could not even grasp a shred of happiness?

Her heart seethed with rage.

Julia's fingers gently traced the face of Lydia in the photo.

"Mom, even if we didn't get our final goodbye, I know what you'd want to tell me.

"It's all Evangeline's fault, that traitor. She's the reason you and Dad ended up like this, and I won't let her off easy!"

With those words, a chilling smile cracked across Julia's face.

I'll make them

had already

about to be crossed off the list

loyal cronies. Stealing Evangeline away from the Fosters grip was going to be

However, she was relentless.

vowed Evangeline would pay with

was

lovey dovey baby appointment

How could she

her parents

was it about her? Just because she had a

then, Julia would have been carrying the Gordon

to her

sw now

she dwelled on it, the more her anger flared and the tears threatened to spill. Julia could not keep them at bay

dabbed at her eyes and made the

short on

what she

too well that anything involving Evangeline would be a hard pass for the person on

about to let a phone call stand in