Unmasking the Heiress

Were they not on the brink of divorce?

"Nope," said Evangeline, a touch of embarrassment in her voice. "This baby is all mine. Walter is not involved,"

Hank's gaze grew shadowy.

If Walter was not involved, it meant they definitely had not made up. However, if they had not made up, why would Evangeline have Walter's baby?

Hank did not even have to ask before Evangeline continued.

"You know how it is. My grandpa has been super sick, and he's been dreaming of cuddling a great-grandkid. However, my uncles are a bunch of letdowns, none of them willing to tie the knot, so my grandfather's hopes are all on me..." Evangeline trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Hank was sharp, so he definitely got the hint.

Truthfully, for Cole's sake, Evangeline had already split from Walter without any drama. There was no way she would get tangled up with him again.

"Got it!"

Hank let out a silent sigh of relief.

"But Evie, it's tough being a single mom. Even with the Foster family's power, a kid missing out on dad's love... That's always sad, you know?"

Before Hank could finish, a deep voice cut in sharply.

"Are you about to suggest Evangeline should ditch the kid and hook up with you?"

The voice was laced with mockery, but Evangeline did not need to look up to know it was Walter.

"Is that how the Gordons show their class, Walter? Interrupting people like that?"

Evangeline's arms were folded, her gaze icy as she watched Walter's face go from calm to stormy at her

words.

"So, let me turn the tables." Walter slouched against the dining table. "Sneaking around to have dinner with another guy while your husband's clueless... Is that the Foster family way?" What he did not show was the tempest inside. Walter was so livid that he was about ready to flip the

table.

If Walter had not been a big shot in the Gordon family, with a reputation to think about, he would have yanked Evangeline away from that dinner with Hank in a heartbeat. "Family honor?" Evangeline let out a cold laugh.

Was accusing her of tarnishing the family's good name not another way of calling her out for being too friendly with the boys?

"Mr. Walter Gordon, with things the way they are between us, do you really think you can still play the husband card?"

She rose to her feet, glided over to Walter with effortless grace, and gave his shoulder a patronizing pat.

"Seems like you've forgotten we just wrapped up our divorce's cooling-off period at the County Clerk's Office."

They had rushed the process because of her sick grandfather and the baby she was carrying. Frankly, though, there were zero lovey-dovey feelings involved.

Without giving Walter another look, Evangeline turned to Hank with a signal. "Hank, this place is pretty decent, but the vibe's been killed. Let's bounce and eat somewhere less gloomy, yeah?" Hank could not care less about Walter. They could strut out of there without any fuss, so why stick around?

"Later, Mr. Walter Gordon. Maybe we'll cross paths again if the stars align."

With a casual wave, Hank followed Evangeline out, taking exaggeratedly large steps and swinging his arms wide, as if he did not have a care in the world.

Walter watched the scene unfold with a scowl. To him, the gesture reeked of smugness.