With Evangeline's life hanging in Julia's hands, Walter felt he had no choice but to play along with whatever she demanded.
"Fine, I'm on my way."
"No!" Julia's voice was firm. "Walt, it's our 'wedding night', and we've got an audience. You've got to look sharp, don't you think? If you don't dazzle me, I might just have second thoughts. I can wait, so take your time getting ready."
Julia was clearly savoring the control she had, making Walter jump through hoops for her amusement.
"Okay."
Walter's response was immediate.
If it meant saving Evangeline, he would do anything, even if it meant playing dress-up for Julia's twisted game.
Walter's mind was buzzing with questions about the sender of that cryptic text.
The message had pinpointed the location perfectly and seemed to carry a vibe of kindness toward Evangeline. Who could be looking out for her from the shadows? Was it a guy or a woman?
However, Walter was not sweating the details. If they were on Evangeline's side, they were alright in his book.
Meanwhile, the Fosters searched everywhere for Evangeline and came up empty. Because of some old drama with Julia, they zeroed in on Walter as suspect number one.
The second Walter's phone lit up and he heard Yale's voice, it was like a firecracker on the other end.
"Walter, what have you and Julia done with Evie? If she's hurt, I don't care if you're Walter Gordon of the high and mighty Gordon family, you're going to wish you were never born!"
His heart twisted for his smart, sweet niece. Why did she always get the short end of the stick, with not a single slice of happiness since she was little?
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