Lahat ng Kabanata ng Unmasking the Heiress: Kabanata 511 - Kabanata 520

Somewhere overseas, in the basement of a swanky villa.The room was bathed in shades of silver and white, with only a tiny window near the ceiling offering a glimpse of the outside world.Tucked against the wall was a modest single bed.In the middle of the room stood a matching set of silver-white furniture, a table, and chairs.On one of those spindly chairs sat a man. He was lean, his skin ghostly pale, his face etched with exhaustion and a rough stubble.Evangeline would have instantly recognized him. That man was her and Julia's father, Andrew. His eyes were empty, his presence like a shell devoid of a soul, as he sat there, going through the motions.Jack, decked out in comfy clothes, his ocean-blue eyes narrowing, stretched out on his chair with a yawn before speaking at his own leisurely pace, "Andrew, how's it been, not seeing you around for a few days?"Andrew's lips parted, dry and cracked. "How do you think it feels to be cooped up here without any idea why, for who

Jack's brows were raised, and his deep blue eyes sparkled with mischief, making him look especially striking. "Come on, why'd you go silent?"He watched Andrew with a mischievous glint, his lips curling into a sly smirk."What did I say?" Andrew, realizing he had slipped up, tried to play dumb. "You must've misheard. I didn't say anything!"He knew Jack was not easy to fool and wanted nothing more than to wrap up their chat so he could have some peace and figure out how to wriggle out of that lie."Okay, have you grilled me enough for one day? Can we call it quits? I'm beat..." said Andrew, attempting to rise and head to bed. However, Jack remained seated without the slightest intention of getting up."Odd. You usually beg me to stick around, to grab a bit more so you don't die of boredom, but you're actually shooing me away now…"You know the saying, 'When things get weird, there's usually a monster lurking'? Ever heard that one?"Andrew kept up his clueless act. "What are you

If Evangeline was not affectionate enough, Cole would definitely get suspicious. However, if she laid it on too thick, how would she handle her own feelings?She had just managed to steady her heart…She absentmindedly rubbed her belly.The baby was too little to interact with her yet. However, she could feel every beat of her baby's heart. The bond of blood was just that powerful.All of a sudden, she realized…Perhaps it would be appropriate to say she was playing a part in a drama.She might not be in love with Walter, but that did not mean their kid should not love his dad. She could not deny her child the right to his father's love…Winter mornings sure liked to take their sweet time showing up.By seven, the sky was barely blushing with the first light. Walter's ride, there to scoop up Evangeline, was already waiting downstairs, far ahead of time.In the biting cold of winter, he just stood there, silently watching the window of Evangeline's room.Julieta was notified o

Yale was pondering all that, already plotting to get the information from Evangeline later.Meanwhile, Cole, who had been anxiously waiting in the living room, caught a glimpse of Evangeline and Walter looking cozy on the surveillance feed and felt a wave of relief wash over him. His mood lifted, and it showed.So when he finally joined the crowd, Cole seemed in much better spirits than usual.Before anyone knew it, the living room was buzzing with people. The Foster brothers made sure to warmly welcome Walter, their nephew by marriage, acting like the whole divorce drama was just water under the bridge.The warmth of the family gathering was infectious, and even Evangeline, who knew the truth of the matter, could not help but be moved.As they ate, Cole's eyes brimmed with tears, a testament to a lifetime of memories. He reached out, taking Walter and Evangeline's hands and tenderly joining them together."Evie, Walter, knowing you two are so blissfully happy gives me peace of m

Evangeline fought the urge to clutch at the hollow space over her heart."Forget it, I'm never going to let you have Minnie."Yale had let her know that Minnie was indeed Julia, one of the culprits who plotted with the Andrews to take down her mother."How could someone like her just give herself up so easily?"Besides, it was not up to her to decide where Minnie went.The enemy of Julia's family was not just Evangeline—it was the whole Foster family."Why? Evangeline, don't you realize how much she means to me?" Walter blurted out in a rush, grabbing Evangeline's hand.In his mind, he was screaming at her, 'Don't you see? This woman's fate is linked to the survival of both the Foster and Gordon families!'"Yeah, I get it." Evangeline pulled her hand away, her voice calm and steady. "Minnie means a lot to me, too."She almost brought up Minnie's real identity to Walter, but she swallowed her words at the last second.After all, the moment Walter stood up for Minnie without a