NovelEnglishChapter 160 Everything happened in a blur, so fast that Evangeline could not wrap her head around it. When she snapped back to reality, she saw Walter staggering in front of her, his body about to collapse. The bodyguards were quick to catch him. Evangeline moved to face him, about to ask if he was okay, when she noticed the sharp knife from Lydia's hand buried in Walter's stomach, blood pouring out like a crimson fountain.
Chaos erupted around them. Walter, hurt and unable to think straight, acted on pure instinct. He ripped the knife out and lunged at the person who had caused all this mess.
The cops were just as shocked, rushing in and yelling, "Mr. Walter Gordon, please calm down!" In the nick of time, they pulled Lydia back, and the knife meant for her heart only slashed her arm. Lydia was spared, but Walter, drained from the effort, collapsed. The cops could not waste another second. They whisked Lydia and Andrew off to the squad car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWalter's assistant David and the paramedics showed up together, rushing the unconscious Walter to the hospital.
The reception room was deserted. The had ended. Evangeline stared at Walter's blood on her hands, struggling to process if the madness that had just unfolded was reality or stwisted dream. Walter had not kept Julia safe; he had sent her off to Northern Montavia. All that, and Walter himself had been stabbed in an attempt to save her life? On the sleek wooden floor, the knife Walter had yanked out lay silently, its blade smeared with his bright red blood...
Wade burst into the room, anxious and flustered, and nearly froze at the sight that greeted him.
"Ms. Evangeline, what's going on? You're bleeding!" His shout snapped Evangeline back to reality.
She glanced down at her hands.
It was only then that she remembered the blood splatter from when Walter had drawn his knife with too much force, marking her hands and splashing across her +25 BONUS clothes I'm fine. I'll just wash up in the bathroom." She had to get back to her office, and she would have to pass by her colleagues at Foster Group. She did not want to scare them with her messy state.
After cleaning her hands, Evangeline peeled off her bloodied coat and handed it to Wade.
"Ms. Evangeline, I cas fast as I could when I heard Andrew and Lydia had gotten away, but I guess I was still too late..." "It's okay," Evangeline sighed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat was done was done, and she was not the one hurt, so why should she care? "How did they get out? Weren't you supposed to have someone on them?" She was starting to wonder if the Fosters had hired a bunch of incompetent bodyguards. They could not keep tabs on Julia, nor Andrew and his wife.
To top that off, they could not even protect her, forcing Walter to step in and take a knife for her!
Wade, knowing the full story, felt a twinge of sympathy for the guards Lowere who were getting the raw end of the deal.
"Look, it's not our crew's fault. Lydia and Andrew are the sneaky onesh Since we we then sent our guys over, those two have been playing nice, not stepping a toe out
of line. But then, out of the blue, Lydia's like, 'I want to grab sbreakfast. And while she's chatting up our guy Andrew comes out of nowhere with a stick and-bam!-knocks them out before they even know what's happening!" Today's Bonus Offer
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