Unmasking the Heiress

Evangeline's eyes briefly touched the medical report before she smoothed it out on the bed, angled for Walter to see.

She had just gone through the wringer, enduring a painful procedure to help the doctors with their tests. The results were in, and the thick 30-page report seemed to end too quickly for her liking. The doctor's final verdict, after comparing her new results with the previous ones, was a bombshell that rocked her world.

As she glared at Walter, the source of her misery, her heart seethed with hate.

If only she were not so drained, she would confront him, demanding to know what he would give for the lives of Cole and their baby.

Evangeline knew better than to let her anger take over. She closed her eyes, trapping the fury behind her dark lashes. When she opened them again, Walter had the report in his hands.

Roslyn hovered anxiously by Evangeline's hospital bed, her eyes locked on her friend with unwavering intensity.

Out of the blue, Evangeline's voice cut through the silence. "Roslyn, step out for a bit, will you? I need to have a word with Walter."

Her voice was eerily even, her emotions unreadable. She had reached a decision, a turning point, right after she had glanced at the lab report and let it fall from her hands.

It was time to close the chapter with Walter for good.

Cole was gone, the baby lost, their connection had been reduced to nothing more than a tangled web of family business.

Evangeline was ready to step out of Walter's long shadow and chase the happiness Cole had wished for her in his final moments.

Her heart was calm, a serene lake undisturbed by ripples.

"You..." Roslyn stuttered, torn, her feet seemingly glued to the floor.

Julieta had trusted Roslyn's closeness to Evangeline and her meticulous care, which was why she had left to prepare a healing brothe the old house. However, Roslyn was carrying the weight of a terrible mistake-she had served Evangeline drugged milk that led to the loss of her child. The guilt was crushing.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

If she failed to look after Evangeline then, it would be unforgivable, not just to Julieta, but to her own conscience.

Evangeline, sensing Roslyn's inner

turmoil, reclined against her pillow

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and reassured her with a gentle squint and a soft whisper, "Go ahead, the bodyguard's right outside. Walter wouldn't dare hurt

me. I'll be fine."

"Alright, just... be careful, okay?" Roslyn replied, finally stepping away.

Roslyn's eyes narrowed as they scanned Walter, a sharp glare warning him before she took her time strolling out of the hospital room.

Walter, the big shot running Gordon

Group, was a legend for getting

things done at lightning speed, and that included skimming through piles of paperwork in a flash. However, that time, as he flipped through the report, his finger pausing on each page, his gaze froze on the final diagnosis. The words confirmed his worst fears, and a wave of rage he could not contain crashed over him.

"Who's behind this?" He had had that nagging suspicion ever since he found out something was wrong with Evangeline's pregnancy.

Then, with proof in hand, he was desperate to find out who in Avalon City had the guts to target his family.

Evangeline let out a bitter laugh. "Who else, Walter? You really don't have a clue?"

In all of Avalon City, the only person who had it out for him was Julia.