Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte)

Chapter 309

Chapter 309

Yale's solid argument made a lot of sense, but Evangeline was not buying it.

She was the darling of the Foster family, fully aware of Yale's influence and abilities. Yale had a laundry list of reasons, even playing the guilt card about harming some poor girl, but he missed the mark.

If Yale was dead set on marrying a woman, he would not let her be in any danger, would he? The bottom line was that he just did not want to do it!

"Well, Uncle Yale, you've got a point." Evangeline nodded, looking pensive, and Yale saw a sliver of hope for escape.

"Your other four uncles are around the same age, less complicated, and without my long list of enemies. Helping them find partners would be really helpful..."

Yale knew he was shifting the attention to his brothers, but he did not feel the slichtest bit guilty about it. As long as he could slip out of Evangeline's grip, he would hand over his four rothers on a silver platter without a second thought. However...

Evangeline's hand shot up in a 'stop' gesture, cutting off Yale's explanation mid-sentence. "I'll think about it some more."

Her muffled words snuffed out the hopeful glimmer in Yale's eyes, leaving only a few stubborn sparks.

He knew then that Evangeline was not ready to let go of him just yet.

No biggie. He just had to make sure she did not catch him on any dates!

Yale had barely steeled himself when the doorbell echoed through the house.

Evangeline froze, caught off guard.

Sure, everyone knew her uncles had gifted her the villa, but the actual location was top secret.

She checked the clock and noted it was five in the afternoon. Who would be here at this hour? Roslyn was off with her agent, brainstorming her next hit album, and Yale was right here. Could it be... Walter?!

The thought alone sent shivers down her spine, leaving her rooted to the spot, clueless about what to do next.

Yale, puzzled by his niece's statue impression, waved his hand in front of her face. "Evie, didn't you hear

the doorbell?"

Evangeline jolted back to reality. "I heard it, but I really don't want to answer it."

Just the idea of Walter waiting on the other side made her want to bolt.

"Maybe... Uncle Yale, could you get it for me?" She put her hands together, pleading with her eyes, hoping Yale would save her from the dreaded visitor. 1/2