Unmasking the Heiress

Conrad had warned her that Cole's health was hanging by a thread, only kept stable by the Foster family's constant care. He could not handle another blow.

She prayed silently, desperately hoping Cole would stay in the dark about her kidnapping.

However, Julia, pacing around the cot, was deaf to Evangeline's heart's cries, stopping ominously by her side.

Winter had wrapped its chilly fingers around the world, and Evangeline was bundled up in layers of clothes. Yet, Julia's eyes cut through the fabric, fixating on the obvious bump that marred the silhouette. A surge of unprecedented loathing bubbled up within her. Why was it Evangeline who got to have Walter's baby, while she, despite all her efforts, had not even gotten close to him?

Julia's manicured fingers paused their primping, drifting over to rest on Evangeline's stomach, stroking it ever so lightly.

The thick layers muffled the sensation, but Evangeline could feel each of Julia's touches, sending shivers down her spine, her face growing ashen.

Trapped, with her limbs bound to a frigid metal bed, Evangeline could only crane her neck to catch glimpses of Julia's actions.

Ever since they were kids, Julia had a knack for taking what was hers-her plush toys, her violin, and then, her man.

The moment Julia's eyes had landed on Walter, she had started to flirt shamelessly.

Seeing Evangeline pregnant with Walter's child, how could Julia not seethe with envy?

Fear for her unborn child made Evangeline's voice quiver. "Do whatever you want to me, Julia, but if you harm my baby, I swear, I'll haunt you beyond this life!" However, her threats fell on deaf ears, met only with Julia's scornful laughter.

"You're like a ghost, unable to release your grip on me. Evangeline, don't kid yourself! You're totally at my mercy now, just waiting for me to decide your fate.

"I'm just not sure where to begin..."

Julia's eyes roamed over Evangeline, and she could not help but make an appreciative sound.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

"Such a figure such skin, you must be quite the catch, huh? Evangeline, you're a real knockout. They say pregnancy is supposed to make women lose their looks, but you, you've barely changed at all, except for the baby bump..."

Julia's tone was so casual as if she were merely catching up with Evangeline on old times.

However, the more nonchalant she acted, the more terrified Evangeline felt. She sensed that it was just the quiet before the storm.

She was in Julia's clutches, and Julia was simply not rushing to make her move...

"Julia, we have no bad blood between us. Why are you always after me?"

She remembered not being very kind to Julia's mom, Lydia, when they were kids, but Evangeline had always tried her best to look out for Julia. That was until she realized Julia had a habit of snatching away the things she cherished. From that point on, she could not muster a shred of warmth for her half-sister.

"No bad blood?" Julia's lips twisted into a smirk. "Evangeline, I'm really wondering how you can say that with a straight face.

"We've been sworn enemies for ages, and now you're talking about no bad blood?"

Her laughter broke through the tense air.

With that, Evangeline knew for sure that Julia had completely lost it.