Unmasking the Heiress

While Walter doubled over in agony, unable to fight back, Yale laid out his thoughts.

"Evie has a heart of gold, and she doesn't make enemies. However, ever since you hooked up with the homewrecker, she's been in someone's crosshairs, and we still haven't figured out who's behind it all.

"Come on, Walter, the truth is staring us in the face. Are you seriously going to stand there and tell me she's not involved?"

Yale's interrogation came at Walter like a rapid-fire. Holden, listening in, was nearly floored by it.

He never imagined that the word 'homewrecker-so crass and lowbrow-would ever slip from the lips of Yale, who was the epitome of cool-headed sophistication.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

However, there it was, out in the open, and delivered with unexpected ease!

Right then, Walter could not even focus on the sharp pain in his gut. "What? Evangeline's in someone's

crosshairs?"

Walter had always figured that if he kept Evangeline away from that shady Sunny Glow Beauty Salon and kept an extra watchful eye on that troublemaker Minnie, Evangeline would be safe. Had he been wrong all along?

"Walter, you're Evie's husband, and you didn't even know she was being targeted by a creep of some sort? What do you have to say for yourself?" Holden was so ticked off by Walter's cluelessness that he could not help but confront him.

"Do you guys have any leads on who's after her?" Walter asked, his mind racing through the list of possible suspects who might want to hurt Evangeline.

Yale stuck to what they knew from the investigation. "We've got a suspect, Beck, but it's a dead end. Even Beck doesn't know who's pulling his strings." However, the mention of that last name, Beck, set off alarm bells for Walter. Beck, as in the Bennison family? What were the odds?

The situation with Evangeline was critical, and Walter did not see any reason to keep secrets. He laid his thoughts out on the table. "You've been in the political game overseas for ages. Ever come across the Bennison family?"

Yale caught on instantly. "You mean to say, this Beck guy could be one of the Bennisons?"

Walter nodded, seeing he had Yale's full attention.

"I've got people who've traced Minnie back to them. If she's the one who went after Evangeline, then there's no way her death isn't tied to the Bennisons!" Walter was dead sure of it. Holden, listening in, itched to give Walter's unblemished right eye a shiner.

"You've dug up dirt on this family, so why keep hanging around with that mistress?"

Holden was steamed up, and he turned to his brother with a hot-headed suggestion, "Bro, I've had it up to here. No matter what's up with Evie, I'm laying into him today, and I won't hold back!"

Evangeline was gone, and nothing would bring her back. They needed to let off steam, and that was the priority.

As for the investigation, since Walter's mistress was at the center of the mess, they, the Foster family, would just have to confront the Gordons head-on.

"Hold up, I thought we were just piecing things together-"

Walter's attempt to talk his way out was cut short by Yale's booming voice.

"Fine, we'll join forces."

The two guys punched and kicked Walter like there was no tomorrow. Walter was so out of it that he could not even raise his arms to protect himself, much less get a word in edgewise. Evangeline's uncles and Walter were brawling, oblivious to the fact that a squad of bodyguards was hustling over, wheeling a guy in a chair.