Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte)

Chapter 175

Out of nowhere, someone else chimed in on the drama.

"Seriously, we're all just wasting our time here. The Gordons and the Fosters- whether they split or stick it out, we're all just trying to stay on their good side. Why sweat the small stuff? Knowing who not to tick off is the real trick!" This guy had a point, but it did not do much to squash the curiosity bubbling up in the crowd. The chatter got louder and more heated by the second.

Right then, a squad of slick bodyguards strutted through the crowd, lining up in formation without missing a beat.

The Fosters' clout in Avalon City was no secret, but this kind of showy entrance? It had 'mystery' written all over it.

Evangeline, who had just gotten back to Cole, could not help but get caught up in the spectacle.

Before long, the man of the hour was in Evangeline's sights.

Instead of the fancy leather shoes she was expecting, a set of wheels rolled into view.

A gasp rippled through the crowd.

"Isn't that Alex Gordon, the family's second son? Since when does he need a wheelchair?"

"The same Alex Gordon? The guy Trey picked to take over the family's story empire for half a decade before jetting off to study abroad?"

"Yeah, I've heard he's incredibly talented. It took him just five years to turn Gordon Group into a giant that could go toe-to-toe with the Fosters. And now, Gordon Group is still cr on the success he built up back then."

Evangeline kept her thoughts about the past to herself, but at this moment...

Her eyes naturally drifted upward.

There was Alex, just as she remembered him.

His face was sharply chiseled, like a work of art, with a gentle, easygoing look in his eyes. His features were striking, his nose prominent, and his skin had a pale, not-so- +25 BONUS

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healthy glow.

Walter had an air of raw energy about him, but Alex was a total contrast, all poise and grace, like he was born to be royalty.

Evangeline's pretty eyes sparkled, and she did not even care that other guests were watching as she dashed over in her heels.

"Alex? What are you doing here? I thought you got held up and couldn't make it?"

"When the Foster's little princess is celebrating her birthday, I'd fly here if I had to." Alex's voice was tinged with reluctance, but anyone paying attention could hear the affection in his words. Evangeline did not know when Alex had hurt his leg and ended up in a wheelchair, but with a room full of guests, this was not the time for such questions.

She pushed down the pang in her heart and beamed at Alex, her smile sweet and a touch playful.

"I just knew it, Alex, you always treat me the best!"

Mid-sentence, Evangeline reached out to push the wheelchair and realized that it was already being pushed by a tall woman with striking features.

Before Evangeline could get a good look at herself, Alex was already by her side, taking her hand.

"Evie, let's see you," he said.

Evangeline stood there, her black hair cascading down her shoulders, her makeup flawless. She was wrapped in the luxurious gown Alex had picked out for her, its price tag as sky-high as its elegance. Alex examined her with his intense gaze, taking in every detail from head to toe. Finally, he gave a satisfied nod. "This dress is perfect for you."

Evangeline blushed. "I love the dress, Alex, but it must have cost you a fortune."

Her words rippled through the crowd of whispering guests, stirring up a storm. Was this stunning gown a present from the Gordon family's dashing second son?