"Mr. Gordon, I know this gemstone bracelet was meant for your granddaughter-in-law. But let's face it: my marriage to Walter was a joke, and it would've ended ages ago if it weren't for Grandpa Cole's illness. Now that he's gone, it doesn't seem right for me to keep this beauty, does it?"

She laughed, trying to keep it light, and took Trey's frail hand, pressing the wooden box with the bracelet into his palm. "Don't worry, even if Walter and I weren't meant to be, you'll always be my grandpa."

With that, Evangeline spun on her heel and walked away, not looking back.

It was not that she was distant. It was just that she was afraid if she hesitated, Trey would see the tears she was fighting back.

She had a tender heart.

After all, how could she not feel a bond with Trey after all the time they had spent together?

What Evangeline did not see was Trey, with the wooden box at hand, standing still with tears welling up in his old eyes. He watched her walk away.

He knew that the granddaughter-in-law he was so proud of was slipping away for good.

"Evangeline, hold up."

A familiar voice suddenly rang out.

Her footsteps stuttered to a stop, and she fought back the tears threatening to spill. She had no time for weakness then.

After all, the man who shared her grandfather by blood, if not by bond, had every right to be there. Trey had shown up, so why not him?

Lost in thought, she barely noticed Walter closing the distance until he stood right before her.

"Mr. Walter Gordon. What do you want?"

She was convinced they had nothing left to say to each other.

Her eyes, caught off-guard, landed on him. She could not help but notice how much he had changed. The days apart had stripped away his weight and left him looking worn.

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"Yeah, are you... okay?" He blurted out the words as if afraid she would vanish if he did not speak fast enough.

Only God knew how excited he was

to see Evangeline and the child standing safely in front of him. However, in the face of such calm eyes, no matter how many words he had, he could not bring himself to say a thing.

"I'm fine, thanks for asking. Anything else?" asked Evangeline.

His concern brushed off her like leaves in the wind, but she kept her tone polite.

"If that's all, I'm heading back. You should be able to see that Uncle Yale is quite busy, maybe I can lend a hand over there."

She made to leave, but Walter was quick to block her path.

"Just one more thing, about Julia-did the Foster family get her?"

Since the day the Gordon family lost

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track of Julia, he had not been able to replace any trace of her. He had two theories about the situation: one was that the Bennison family had been hiding in the shadows, and the other was the Foster family.

Little did he know that when Walter asked his question, Evangeline's expression suddenly revealed that she understood.

Ah, it all made sense.

A radiant smile played on Evangeline's lips.

Walter's worry was nothing but small talk. His true agenda was always about Julia.

Walter, the guy who had been off the radar for ages, probably would not have bothered showing up if he was not so desperate for the inside scoop on Julia. However...

"Isn't Julia with you? Why are you coming to ask me now?"

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