Chapter 81

"Cut the sob story. I'm not interested. You can leave my office now. I'll have someone show you out," said Evangeline, pressing the intercom to call the front desk. "I need two security guards to escort Ms. Julia out of the Gordon Group building, please." It was more of a boot than an escort. Julia was seething.

Evangeline was not done yet. "Oh, and Ms. Julia? Just so you know, your partnership with Gordon Group/s over, including that fancy 'Return of the Princess' project we were crafting for you. No need to come by the office for work anymore. Don't thank me- it's the least I can do."

Evangeline's tone was light, but Walter caught the triumphant glint in her eye. He found every side of her utterly captivating.

The violin prodigy who had once been the center of attention was then unceremoniously ousted from the building. There had been whispers that Julia might end up as the future Mrs. Gordon, and everyone had been so welcoming each time she visited. However, the real d had arrived, and Julia was tossed out like she was the other woman, her pride in tatters.

How could she let that slide? She jumped into a cab, tears streaming down her face, and headed back to the apartment Walter had set up for them.

Andrew and Lydia's argument about the house was reaching a fever pitch. Lydia was lambasting him, demanding to know why they had not secured the house when Evangeline's

mother passed away, leaving them without a roof over their heads. Her words were sharp and unforgiving.

Andrew, ever the pushover, could not muster a word in his defense. He was the type who seemed to attract trouble, and Lydia was his personal brand of retribution.

He had had a soft spot for Yessica, the sweet and kind-hearted woman. Her death had hit him hard, and he had kicked himself for not resisting the temptations that came his way. Back then, he had clung to a last bit of decency, never considering claiming the house for himself.

Then, with the weight of years heavy on his shoulders, all he had left was regret. He wished the mother and daughter had both been spared the trouble they had caused.

Lydia's heart ached when she saw Julia come home crying. She listened intently as Julia recounted the day's drama at the Gordon Group building, and Lydia's anger boiled over.

She wrapped an arm around her daughter. "Don't cry, sweetheart. I won't let them get away with this. I haven't played my trump card yet. Just wait and see how that lowlife will fare then."

"What trump card?" Julia looked up, a spark of revenge flickering in her eyes.

Meanwhile, in the office, Walter observed Evangeline as she appeared deeply engrossed in the

documents on her desk.

"Did you enjoy your little game today?" he asked, his voice low.

Evangeline gave her chair a twirl, her long legs elegantly crossed. "Not bad. Playing the role of a major shareholder in the Gordon Group has its perks."

"Now it's my turn," said Walter, leaning in close, his gaze intense with a predatory hunger. Evangeline

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could not help but lean away from him.

"What are you doing? Evangeline's words tumbled out in a nervous jumble. She had not braced herself for this today

"You just called me hubby, didn't you? If you're my wife, what do you think comes next?" Walter teased, his face inching closer, his breath a hot caress that sent her heart racing. The sudden buzz of her phone cut through the moment. It was Andrew calling.

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