Unmasking the Heiress

Roslyn, noticing James was not budging, hurried over to him and whispered urgently, "Why aren't you leaving? Evie just managed to fall asleep. She wakes up so easily, we shouldn't wake her..." James got where Roslyn was coming from; she always put Evangeline first. However, he had no choice but to disturb her sleep.

He gave Roslyn a reassuring wave and crept over to Evangeline's bed.

Her eyes were closed tight, still damp with the remnants of tears.

Without thinking, James reached out and gently wiped away the wet streaks beneath her eyes. "Evie, if you're not sleeping, come on and sit up. I have something to tell you."

He swallowed a sigh, his gaze fixed on Evangeline with quiet intensity.

Slowly, Evangeline's eyes fluttered open, red and veined with tiny threads, glistening with unshed tears. "Uncle James, I..."

She could not finish her sentence before a wave of sobs took over, and tears began to fall like raindrops.

Evangeline tried to push down the wave of hurt that rose inside her when James mentioned he had something serious to talk about.

James, noticing Evangeline's effort to stay composed, gently took her hand in his. "Evie, what I'm about to tell you might come as a shock, but please, promise me you'll stay calm, alright?" Evangeline's gaze met his, and a chill of dread crept up her spine.

Still, after Cole's death and losing the baby, what news could possibly make things worse?

"I'll stay calm, I promise."

With Evangeline's assurance, James continued, "The truth is, your baby didn't go away because you were upset. It's very likely that Julia had a hand in it. However, with everyone focused on Cole's funeral, the real villain had a chance to sweep away afPthe evidence." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"What do you need me to do?" Evangeline cut in, her voice steady.

She had suspected Julia might be behind it, but how? Julia had not even been at Cole's funeral. Then it hit her-a memory of a cup of hot milk, served by Roslyn's own hands. "Was it the milk? Was there something wrong with it?"

James was taken aback by her

quick deduction. He nodded gravely. "Yes, but the milk and everything else was cleared away by a server and your blood tests didn't show anything. Our only hope now might be what's left in your stomach."

That meant that even after the heartbreaking surgery to remove her unborn child, Evangeline had to face the ordeal of induced vomiting.

Evangeline gently shut her eyes, her

thoughts drifting to the child she

would never get to meet. With a determined bite of her lip, she steeled herself. "Let's do this. I'll do whatever it takes!"

A mother's love knew no bounds. If it meant confirming that Julia was the one who hurt her, if it meant getting justice for her lost little one, she was ready for anything.

With a swift gesture, James signaled the medical team that had been waiting at the door. They rushed in and quickly made their way to Evangeline's side.

Roslyn, oblivious to the exchange between the cousin and uncle, only saw the medical team as they began their work on Evangeline.

"What's happening? Evie, are you okay?"