Chapter 460
Holden’s brow creased with concern, as if he was wrestling with a big decision. Then, he pressed on, “To sniff out this mystery person, we spread some fake news and nabbed a guy named Beck from the file. “After we grilled him, Beck spilled that he was just a pawn, with some shadowy figure pulling the strings. Their rendezvous point was-”
“Sunny Glow Beauty Salon, Evangeline cut in before Holden could finish, nailing the answer.
Shockingly, Holden did not deny it but stared at her, utterly taken aback. “Evie, how did you figure it out? I only got wind of it myself a short while ago.”
Evangeline’s face was a tapestry of emotions.
“I remember the one time I stepped into Sunny Glow Beauty Salon. That was when Walter popped up out of nowhere, like a ghost, and told me to stay away.”
She could feel it in her bones that Sunny Glow was a maze of secrets.
Lydia, the woman who was like a shadow–always slipping through her fingers, a mystery buyer in the black market tracking her every move, and some puppet master pulling strings from the shadows.
It was like they were caught in a spider’s web, invisible and sticky, Walter and she were trapped with no way out
“Uncle, my friend dug up that Lydia, the one behind my mom’s death, hangs out at Sunny Glow. Could it be that Lydia, ticked off and humiliated, is the one calling the shots? Maybe she’s the one who paid Beck to sniff out my tracks on the black market?” Evangeline threw out her guess, testing the waters.
Holden knew all about Lydia, the villain who took down his own sister. He just never figured that even with the best of the Foster family’s muscle and brains on it, they had come up empty–handed.
Then, he was interested in this friend of Evie’s. If he could have, he would have jumped at the chance to meet her.
However, Evangeline’s safety was the priority. He shoved those other thoughts aside and asked, “Evie, what do you know about Lydia? Is she loaded?”
As Evangeline looked back at him in confusion, Holden dove into his explanation
“You must’ve caught wind of it, right? Some enigma shelled out a whopping forty–five grand just for a tip about where you might be headed. However, even if Lydia’s got reasons to pull a stunt like this, could she really cough up that kind of cash to bankroll the whole shebang?”
Holden’s words sent Evangeline spiraling into a whirlpool of thoughts.
One thing was crystal clear: the Rearden family was penniless before Lydia vanished into thin air.
Evangeline kicked the three of them out of her mother’s house. If Walter had not stepped up and offered his place to Julia and her family, they would have been out on the streets without a roof over their heads. After Lydia went missing….
“Is it possible Lydia’s cozied up to some big–shot power player to pull off something like this?”
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