Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte) novel Chapter 374

Chapter 374 

With Evangeline not biting, Minnie turned her scheming eyes toward Trey. 

She silently watched like a hawk, just waiting for Trey to drop a golden chance into her lap. 

The moment she saw Thomas wavering with his cane, she knew it was go–time. 

“Stop the beating!” 

Minnie’s shout rang through the air. Without a care for her disheveled dress, she lunged onto Walter’s back, acting like a human shield, while sobbing her heart out, “Mr. Gordon, it’s all on me. Please, stop hitting Walter!” 

Trey, staring at that whirlwind of a woman, could only kick himself for being so forgetful. 

Walter was caught red–handed with a lady, so was not she just as guilty? How did he end up grilling his grandson and forgetting about the girl entirely? 

Thomas, already in a bind with Trey pushing him to take action, found him out with the wild–haired woman’s sudden entrance.. 

He glanced at Trey, his voice a mix of relief and hesitation. “Mr. Gordon, what about this…?” 

With a dismissive gesture, Trey signaled Thomas to drop the cane. 

After catching Trey’s eye signal, Thomas set his cane aside and stepped closer to the woman, his voice low and serious. “Miss, the boss has some questions for you. Turn around and let’s hear your answer!” 

Minnie, who had been scared stiff at the thought of that cane coming down on her, saw Thomas‘ words 

‘as a ray of hope. 

She turned around, tears that had been brimming in her eyes then spilling over. Her voice quivered as if she were about to cry. “Mr. Gordon, go ahead and ask me anything.” 

She dabbed at her eyes while she spoke. Her small figure was hunched over, hidden under crumpled clothes, her pale face downcast. She did not even look up as she spoke, the picture of misery. 

That was all part of Minnie’s plan. 

Her thing with 

er was not exactly on the up–and–up, and if she wanted a real shot at becoming Gordon, she needed to get on Trey’s good side. 

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Trey was old and distinguished, a man who had seen it all. To win him over, playing the damsel in distress was key. If she could just make him feel sorry for her, she would be halfway through the door of the Gordon family! 

Minnie was spot–on about people. Trey’s anger melted away when he saw her like that. There he was, an old man, about to speak, and he had already made a young girl cry. This felt like picking on a kid, no? 

“Whose daughter are you?” Trey peered at her, but her head was bowed so low that he could not make out her face, so he had to ask.