Chapter 152
Evangeline’s suspicions were well–founded.
The Fosters would not sabotage their own empire, and in Avalon City, the only one with the means and the boredom to pull off such a stunt was Walter.
She had expected him to at least play dumb. Clearly, she had played down how low he could stoop.
“What if it was me?”
“What if it was you?” Evangeline’s anger surged, finding a perfect target as she confronted him head–on. “Tell, me Mr. Walter Gordon. Since when is toying with the company a laughing matter?”
Gordon Group was Trey’s pride and joy. Walter, as his grandson, should have known better than to mess with it.
“Really? You’re one to talk! Making a spectacle by almost kissing Hank in front of everyone… Weren’t you the one treating our company like it was some kind of joke? All I did was pull a little stunt to clean up our act,” Walter shot back, standing his ground.
“Should I just sit back and watch you trash the good names of Gordon Group and Foster Group? Do nothing?” Walter’s words sounded legitimate at first, but they were just a bunch of hot air when listened back.
“Walter, we’re practically divorced, just a paper away. Don’t you think it’s a bit of a stretch to use the company’s rep to push me around? You! You’re out of your mind!” Evangeline’s face went white with rage.
She knew Walter could be a piece of work, but she had no idea he could twist things around like a professional.
Walter’s fists were balled up, his face a shade of angry purple, looking just as bad as Evangeline felt.
“Me, out of my mind? Evangeline, this is your final heads–up: Stay away from Hank. I’ll let it slide this time, but if there’s a next time, it won’t be as easy as just a dash back to the office.”
Walter did not even let her get a word in before he slammed the door on his way out.
In the silence of the living room, Evangeline was all alone.
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