Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte) novel Chapter 432

Chapter 432 

+25 BONUS 

Walter had seen firsthand the clout of the Bennison family. He was clueless about what to expect in Avalon City or what tricks they might pull to nibble away at the Fosters‘ empire. 

However, his priority was to safeguard Evangeline. Only then could he square off against that tough. adversary with a clear head. 

“Why?” Evangeline’s tone was dead serious, a stark shift from her usual demeanor. 

“That salon’s got more secrets than you can imagine. If it’s pampering you’re after, pick any spot in Avalon City. It’s on me.” 

“You think the Fosters can’t afford my beauty treatments?” Evangeline scoffed, her gaze mocking as she looked at Walter, her smile widening as if he were just a clown there for her entertainment. 

“Walter, I’ll be going to Sunny Glow, no matter what. You’ve got your reasons, and I’ve got mine. We’ve finally got our lines drawn, and I like it that way–our lives, our rules. So let’s not start mixing things up again.” 

Evangeline’s words rang with truth. 

Every encounter with Walter sent her heart into a tailspin, beyond her control. No matter how hard she tried, she could not fool her own feelings. 

After such a long search, she was on the verge of uncovering the truth about her mother’s unjust death, thanks to finding Lydia. She refused to back down at this point. 

However, she did not need to share any of that with Walter. They were just two strangers tied by a threadbare connection. 

The backseat of the spacious Rolls Royce could have been comfortable, but the air between them was thick with tension. Evangeline, pregnant and increasingly intolerant of such suffocating settings, decided 

to cut the conversation short. 

“Anything else? If that’s all, I’m getting out. My bodyguard is waiting for me across the street.” 

She gestured toward the window. 

Outside, a line of six or seven tall men in black suits stood at attention, even as the car Evangeline would soon take had been pulled up to the curb. 

Walter lapsed into a heavy silence. 

He had not realized Evangeline’s disdain for him ran so deep. So deep that, after a month apart, given a moment alone, she could not wait to escape. 

However, since she had asked, he was not about to let her off easy. 

“There’s definitely something!” Walter declared, his voice laced with a forced authority. 

Evangeline’s brow creased with annoyance. Her pregnancy had turned her temper volatile, sparking without warning. Walter’s nagging was like fuel to the flame, and her anger surged. 

Aware that any scene might reflect poorly on the company, considering the bodyguards and bystanders 

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