Unmasking the Heiress

The marble of the gravestone was icy to the touch.

However, as Julia leaned on it, a long-missed warmth seeped through her.

The day they carried out the execution, the police had called, inviting her to say one last goodbye to her parents. However, once she was all dressed up and her makeup was done, she looked in the mirror and just could not bring herself to go. Her parents were about to be executed. What was she supposed to do, wave them off?

The pain was too much. She could not bring herself to leave the house and eventually gave up.

The more she hurt, the more she resented Evangeline.

Why should she have to feel that way? Why was it that her parents faced the ultimate punishment, and yet she was left unscathed? Worse still, she was carrying the baby of the man she adored! It was so unfair!

Why did Evangeline get all the breaks, while she could not even grasp a shred of happiness?

Her heart seethed with rage.

Julia's fingers gently traced the face of Lydia in the photo.

"Mom, even if we didn't get our final goodbye, I know what you'd want to tell me.

"It's all Evangeline's fault, that traitor. She's the reason you and Dad ended up like this, and I won't let her off easy!"

With those words, a chilling smile cracked across Julia's face.

"Just wait, Mom and Dad. I'll make them pay. I've got it all planned out."

The purge had already kicked off.

Celina was about to be crossed off the list by the Bennison family.

Julia was running low on loyal cronies. Stealing Evangeline away from the Fosters grip was going to be tricky.

However, she was relentless.

This time, she vowed Evangeline would pay with her life.

The last attempt to nab her had flopped. As it that was not enough, Julia was bombarded with images of Walter and Evangeline's

lovey dovey baby appointment

their shopping sprees. How could she not burn with hatred?

That Evangeline, stealing her parents and her love!

What was it about her? Just because she had a baby on board?

If Walter had made a move on her back then, Julia would have been carrying the Gordon family's first grandchild by then. Instead, she was stuck there, pouring out her

heartache to her mother and father.

sw now

The more she dwelled on it, the more her anger flared and the tears threatened to spill. Julia could not keep them at bay any longer.

She dabbed at her eyes and made the call.

"Celina is out of the picture, and I'm short on people. Can you send some my way?"

She purposely left out what she needed them for.

She knew all too well that anything involving Evangeline would be a hard pass for the person on the other end.

However, with her mind set on seeing Evangeline gone, she was not about to let a phone call stand in her way. "Sure. Where are you? I'll send someone to you right away."

"I'm at... the cemetery."

The voice on the line went quiet, pausing for a beat. "My condolences, Julia."

The whole of Avalon City was buzzing with the news of Julia's parents' death sentence. The person on the other end was no exception.

Still, the words of comfort eased Julia's heart a bit.

"Yeah, it's fine. I just came for a visit. Send your people to pick me up."

With that, she got down to business, plotting to nab Evangeline.

...

Over at the Foster family's old house, Evangeline was in her olde room, watching Julieta fuss over her wardrobe, sneezing up a storm. One sneeze was so fierce it even brought tears to her eyes. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

Julieta chuckled and replied.