Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte) novel Chapter 565

Chapter 565 

“Sure, if that makes you feel any better, I’m fine with it.” 

Evangeline’s eyes twinkled, not the least bit surprised by Celina’s revelation that she had once saved her. 

Celina’s eyes widened in astonishment. “You knew all this time?” 

“Of course.” 

Evangeline raised her head with a mischievous grin “You know, you almost had me fooled. Too bad the handkerchief you gave me was a little frayed around the edges–obviously a well–loved item. However, we’re not exactly at the ‘sharing used stuff‘ stage of our friendship, so I knew something was up. That is, until David saw the handkerchief.” 

Just one look from him was all it took to prove Evangeline right. 

Of course 

“I’m not one to keep score, Celina. Just so we’re clear, I helped you because it was the right thing to do. Even if you were a total stranger lying on the side of the road, I’d have done the same.” 

“Then I owe you big time.” Celina’s face was ghostly, but her smile was like a lily in full bloom-delicate and pure, the kind that made Evangeline want to shield her from the world. 

“Don’t mention it. Just focus on getting better. There’s plenty of time for everything else later.” 

Evangeline’s words flowed with ease. As she got up to leave, a thought struck her, and she turned back, “Oh, by the way, are you and David an item?” 

Celina’s eyes flickered with embarrassment before a wave of icy resentment washed over her face. “What, a couple extra words and we’re dating? Please, that’s just ridiculous!” 

Her voice was raspy, but the scoff was crystal clear to Evangeline. She figured she would stay out of their love life drama. 

Considering Walter had thrown her a lifeline with that phone call, she thought delivering a message for him would square them up nicely. 

“Here’s the deal,” Evangeline began, “David sent me to tell you he’s tied up with stuff overseas and can’t mak it back right now. He’s hoping Walter can drop by in his place. I’m fine with it, but it’s really up to you. If you’re okay with seeing Walter, I can send him in whenever.” 

Celina’s eyes flickered, taking in her battered and weakened limbs. 

She was a mess, having nearly lost her life. What was there for David to even look at? 

A memory flashed through her mind: the car crash, and David’s face surfacing in her thoughts, a lone beaco of hope. 

However, her frantic calls to David only ever returned a chilling busy signal 

What did her feelings matter? What did love matter?. 

In that life–or–death moment, she faced despair alone, while David was unreachable.