Chapter 133
He could not let this opportunity to assert himself pass by, could he
Walter had totally misjudged the situation.
He planned to use the handshake to show his strength, but as soon as he applied pressure, Hank’s force came back at him. Seconds later, Walter was clenching his teeth, trying to hold on, while Hank was all smiles and composure.
Then, Hank eased his grip, their hands parting.
Walter fought the urge to massage his sore hand and sheered at Evangeline, “Never would have guessed, Evangeline. Since when did you have an old sweetheart?”
“What are you blabbering about?” Evangeline’s face flushed with fury.
Evangeline and Hank had been inseparable since their childhood days in the South, having shared a life side by side for over five years. Their bond was unbreakable.
Upon catching wind that Evangeline was facing tough times, Hank did not think twice. He rushed to her side, his loyalty touching her heart deeply.
Walter, the lowlife, had always been quick to put others down, his words against Hank reaching a new low.
“Blabbering, am I?” Walter’s eyes narrowed as a sneer spread across his face. “So, you’re over that singer from last week and onto someone new?”
He took a step closer, eyeing Hank with disdain.
“Wow, switching it up. I cannot say your taste has improved, though. He’s just another pretty boy, isn’t he? Seriously, could you not aim a little higher? Last time, I caught you with someone who was all about blurring the lines, and now what? You have adopted a new style, yet the face? Not much of an upgrade!”
Hank, with his features, had a striking look that was both strong and soft at the same time.
“Unless I’m mistaken, Ms. Evangeline is your ex–wife, Mr. Walter Gordon. Isn’t it a bit cold for a man to trash–talk his ex–wife’s choices like that?”
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