Chapter 55
Riding on Julia’s coattails, Evangeline’s striking looks and endless legs made her ant overnight sensation.
However, fame came with a sour note. She was dubbed a ‘vixen‘ by many who were drawn to her beauty.
By the next day, her past was picked apart, and people were even camping out at the County Clerk’s Office for a glimpse of the drama.
Her marriage to Walter had been a well–kept secret.
No one knew she was Walter’s lawful wife, but once word got out about her marriage and the impending divorce, everyone wanted a piece of the action.
At the crack of dawn, a crowd of rubberneckers had gathered at the Clerk’s Office, some eager to lay eyes on Evangeline’s legendary beauty.
The scene was a frenzy of activity, with journalists buzzing around for the latest scoop and a sea of Julia’s die–hard fans, all itching to rip Evangeline apart.
The Foster family had seen that coming a mile away. Evangeline’s eldest uncle, Yale, had the foresight to hire bodyguards to keep her safe.
The County Clerk’s Office was swamped, resembling a bustling flea market more than a government building. The staff were at their wits‘ end, unable to disperse the eager crowd.
The spectators, hungry for the main event, had whipped themselves into a frenzy, gossiping to pass the time.
“Hey, did you catch the latest? Julia’s sister’s husband is some old geezer, ugly as sin but loaded. Word on the street is she’s barren, tried to snag her brother–in–law, and there’s more. Rumor has it that she’s not just after Walter, but she’s got another sugar daddy, and that’s the real reason for her split.”
“And you know, how?” someone shot back.
“I’m telling you, it’s all over the web. You didn’t miss that livestream, did you? Some stud showed up later, looked like he stepped right off a runway, and that, my friend, was Walter.”
The livestream had missed the juicy bits, but that did not stop the Internet sleuths from zooming in on a blurry figure they claimed was Walter.
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“Talk about no shame! I used to be all about her looks, but it’s like seeing a rose in a trash heap. Mr. Walter Gordon wouldn’t have possibly fallen for her, right?”
“Not a chancel Mr. Walter Gordon’s got his sights set on Julia.”
“Then I’m still in the game! Forget her personality, she’s got curves that don’t quit!”
The crowd dissected the drama with the confidence of seas d critics, nodding in
eager agreement.
“Please, I’ve seen her cozying up to some old codger, probably her side piece. That woman’s got no standards, and the guy’s practically ancient.”
“Absolutely. My buddy even caught her smooching with that geezer at the mall, right out in the open–totally shameless!”
The crowd buzzed as more so–called witnesses piled on, and the rumor quickly hardened into concrete fact.
“Think the old guy will strut in with her today? Bet she’ll be calling him ‘daddy‘ as soon as they roll up.”
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