Unmasking the Heiress

As she reached the front gate, she saw David standing tall and defiant in the midst of the blizzard, his car parked idly by, with no sign of him leaving anytime soon. Was David willing to wait out in the cold indefinitely, all for a chance to see Celina? If so, his feelings for Celina must be profound.

Evangeline's heart skipped a beat as she noticed David's face, which was a worrying shade of blue from the biting cold. If he stayed out much longer, it could spell disaster. Cole, leaning on his walking stick, noticed David too and made his way over, accidentally running into Evangeline. "Evie, isn't that Walter's guy, David? Should we let him in? "With the snow coming down this hard, it'd be terrible if something happened to him."

Both Cole and Evangeline were on the same page, yet Evangeline was torn about what to do.

David had come for Celina, after all. If she invited him in without warning, would Celina agree to meet him?

Just then, David's voice cut through the storm, "Celina, please, just meet with me once! I'm begging you!"

He was shouting at the top of his lungs, but all for naught. The Foster family's mansion was fortified with soundproof glass, and Celina, resting inside, could not hear a thing. However, Evangeline and Cole, who had come to the door out of concern, heard him loud and clear.

Was all that shouting in vain? It seemed like a futile effort.

However, there was something about David's plea that touched Evangeline, and she quietly resolved to give David one final helping hand.

Evangeline was on the intercom, about to ask the maid to sneak a message to Celina, when out of nowhere...

"Ms. Evangeline, just say what you need to say. I'm right here," Celina's voice cut through the air, surprising Evangeline.

She whipped around and there was

Celina, standing in the doorway. "Celina, what are you doing here?" Evangeline managed a nervous

laugh, feeling like she had been netNôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

buste in the middle of some

mischief. Really, she was just`

passing a message, not plotting some heinous crime. Why the guilt?

As Evangeline pulled herself together, Celina spoke up again, "Let him in."

Evangeline blinked in surprise, only to find Celina looking out the window, her face a blank slate. "David is one of Walter's guys. If he ends up sick because of the cold, that's on you to explain," said Celina, getting straight to the point.

Cole, who had been quietly observing, frowned.

Was Celina not supposed to be David's fiancee? Sure, couples fight, but why the coldness with Walter too? Since when did Evangeline need to explain a sick henchman to Walter? Something did not add up.

Evangeline was dying to shut Celina

up. However, she knew better than to make a scene that might raise her grandfather's suspicions. "What do have to explain to Walter? However, are you looking to see him?" she shot back, turning the tables on Celina.

"David had made it clear: if you didn't agree to see him, he'd rather turn into an icicle outside than step foot through the door."

That was exactly why she had not insisted on dragging him inside.

Celina let her eyelids fall shut. "Fine, let's meet. He won't rest until we do."