Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte) novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 

Trey did not give a damn about Walter’s pride. He snatched Walter’s hand off Evangeline and took he hand in his own. “Evie, you know the score. Walter’s always been a troublemaker 

What was he even saying? 

Just because Walter was a troublemaker, he snuck off to see other women. Was Evangeline supposed to just forgive him? 

Was she missing something? She could not make heads or tails of Trey’s words. 

Trey went on, “Cole told me everything. You’re pregnant now, Evie. It’s not just you to think about. You’ve got to take extra care. And don’t worry about Walter the troublemaker, I’ve got him. I’ll make sure he makes it right for you today!” 

Evangeline was not surprised to hear about her pregnancy, that was old news. However, she was wondering about something else. 

Walter was Trey’s kin. What kind of explanation could he possibly offer? 

She figured it would probably just blow over like it always did. 

Honestly, she was past caring. 

“Grandpa, don’t worry about it, really. It’s nothing.” Evangeline was not sure if her words carried any weight in front of Trey, but she meant them. 

Whoever Walter chose to be with was none of her business, so why was Trey causing such a scene, as if he had turned the Gordon family home upside down? Having said her piece, sticking around would just seem like she was there for the drama, and that would not be a good look 

“I’ll head back now,” said Evangeline and made to leave, but Trey, catching the undertone of disappointment in her voice about Walter, and with their marriage still up in the air, panicked. 

He could not let her walk away. His frail but determined hands clung to Evangeline’s sleeve. ‘Evie, don’t say that. You’re carrying our Gordon family’s future. We can’t let this troublemaker get his way. Just wait, I’ll teach him a lesson right now!” 

With one hand on Evangeline’s sleeve and the other gripping his cane, Trey was ready to take a swing at 

Walter. 

“Grandpa, stop!” Evangeline pleaded, stuck in place, unable to leave or intervene, fearing she might accidentally cause the old man to take a fall. 

As she grappled with the situation, a mocking male voice suddenly cut through from the doorway. “I was wondering why you were all holed up in here for so long, what’s the big secret? Looks like the grandpa- grandson duo have put my niece in a real bind!” 

Evangeline knew instantly who it was from the sound alone. 

That laid–back drawl could only belong to one person: Uncle Holden, the family’s notorious chatterbox and busybody.