Unmasking the Heiress

The second Walter tied Julia to the bed, everything clicked for her.

She never had a place in his heart. His kindness was just payback for the time she saved his life.

She had fooled herself into thinking it was more, that his gratitude was affection. She had been lying to herself for years.

It was time to snap out of it.

Julia hid her face in her hands, fighting back tears, but when she looked up, she caught sight of the bodyguard who had not left. He was a constant annoyance.

Her team was disciplined, and they knew better than to interrupt when the boss was on the line. However, that guy? He broke all the rules, brazenly reporting to the boss about Walter, right in front of him! She motioned to him with a flick of her finger.

The bodyguard came over, bowing so low he was practically staring at his shoes.

From above him, Julia's voice dropped flat and emotionless. "You better have a darn good reason for cutting into my call with the leader."

Her tone was distant as she casually lit up a fancy cigarette. She had always played the part of the sweet, innocent girl around Walter, never touching cigarettes or booze. She never got the appeal of those vices.

However, after everything that went down in Northern Montavia, Julia finally understood. Sometimes a shot of liquor or a drag of a cigarette could wash away all her problems...

The bodyguard, with the Bennison family's harsh punishments looming over his head, felt a wave of cold sweat wash over him. However, he had to tough it out and deliver the news. "Just got word from the hospital-Mr. Foster of the Fosters kicked the bucket. The Fosters are on high alert, and there's not a peep about Evangeline. Can't even buy a hint with cash."

The info trail had dried up, and there was no way to pull off what Julia had asked for.

However, in a crisis like that, the bodyguard had to report in.

"He's gone?" Julia could only meet with Cole because of her connection to Evangeline, and those meetings were few and far between. She remembered Cole as a formidable old man with strong ties to Trey from the Gordons.

She was about to dismiss the news

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as irrelevant to her when a spark of glee lit up her face. Cole's death would crush that despicable Evangeline, especially since she was pregnant. Pregnant women take

those things the hardest.

If Evangeline lost the baby, nobody would suspect a thing, right?

Julia was aware that after her botched kidnapping plot, the Fosters would be guarding Evangeline like Fort Knox, so getting rid of her directly was a long shot.

However, if she could somehow

make Evangeline lose the baby, that

would be a fate worse than death, would it not? That was what she deserved for falling for Walter.

"Good news, you've made up for your screw-ups. You're dismissed."

With that, Julia had to figure out a way to make Evangeline's unwanted little guest vanish without a trace.

...

Meanwhile, in the villa at Emerald of the Highlands.

Evangeline's eyes fluttered open, and she was totally lost, not having a clue about what had gone down.

Julieta's eyes, full of worry, lit up

with a spark of joy when she saw Evangeline come to. "Ms. Evangeline, you're finally awake," said Julieta, sounding like she had just let go of a breath she had been hotding. "Need some water? Got some right here."

Evangeline's lips were parched, and she gave a faint nod.

The warm water trickled down her throat, soothing it and giving her back a bit of her strength.

"Mrs. Lewis, what's happened to me? And Grandpa, he..."

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Julieta's face fell, and she gently tried to comfort her, her own heart heavy.