Unmasking the Heiress

"Let Strata King Group have their moment with that tempting opportunity. Once we've got our stock prices back on track, we'll be back in the game stronger than ever," Evangeline mused, her fingers gently tracing the contours of the ring her grandfather had cherished for s "However, you know the saying that goes, 'Gordon rules the north, Foster owns the

south. Strata King may be the brainchild of Walter Gordon, but it's the Gordon family that's pulling the strings. They've outpaced the original Gordon Group and now sit at the top of Halcyonia's corporate ladder.

"If we challenge Strata King, we're challenging the Gordons head-

on. And despite the old bonds between our families, in business, there's no room for stepping aside. If we abandon the northern markets for charity work in the northwest, what will that say about the Foster name?" someone said.

"Who's saying I'm ducking Strata King Group? That's the biggest laugh I've had all day!" In that instant, Evangeline's dormant competitive edge roared to life.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Her gaze was fierce as she swept it over the crowd. "The northern market? Consider it claimed by Foster Group."

She understood her grandfather's determination to expand north-it was all for her sake.

With the Foster family's roots deep in the southern soil, and her own marriage taking her far from home, her grandfather had feared she would be left without a safety net. That was why he had pushed northward.

"Today, I might let Strata King Group snag a juicy morsel, but tomorrow, I'll make Walter regret it. He'll cough up every last bite he's taken."

Someday, she would repay Walter for every bit of trouble he had caused her.

'Walter, I'll see you on the battlefield of business, Evangeline vowed silently, with a steely resolve.

At her words, a shiver ran through the room, and no one dared to speak up.

She was every!

the Foster heiress-fierce and unflinching. Not even Walter, a

giant in his own right, could intimidate her.

"Another thing. My grandfather's health scare is behind him, and he's out of the woods. If anyone's thinking of jumping ship, now's the time. If you're staying, keep it straight.

"Just a friendly heads-up: it won't be long before the chairman reclaims his seat. And he's not like me-he doesn't have a soft spot like a woman might. Betray Foster Group now, and you might just disappear without a trace," Evangeline declared with icy clarity. The room fell into a deathly silence.

No further objections were raised.

Who would have guessed that seemingly spoiled heiress could command the room with just a few sentences?

Evangeline was wiped out after a marathon of meetings, sinking into her office chair. like a deflated balloon. Yet, the documents kept coming, and she powered through them with sheer willpower.

She could not afford to let a single slip-up ruin the day's hard-won progress, especially with Asher and Wade pitching in.

Wade flipped through a report and said, "About setting up the charity medical project, the planning team thinks we should get a star to plug it, really crank up the outreach."

She nodded. "Smart move. Let's test the waters on a few platforms. However, we've got to snag someone with star power and a squeaky-clean rep."

Wade pointed to a couple of suggestions in the document, "We've got Julia, the violin prodigy fresh from abroad, but she'll cost us a pretty penny. Then there's Casey Lane, the new darling of the silver screen. Roslyn's name had been in the running too, but after her recent fiasco, she was out of the picture.

"Julia?" Evangeline let out a derisive snort. She was out of the loop that the otherworldly Julia had thrown her hat into the showbiz ring.

"Yes," Wade stammered, "the team didn't know about the bad blood between you two."

With a dismissive glance and without raising her head, Evangeline said, "Scrap Julia.

Bring in Casey."

"Will do. Oh, and Miss, the Foster family's charity gala tonight is basically your big comeback as their darling daughter. You've got to shine as the heir. The Gordons will be there, too." "Got it, handle it," she said, already thinking ahead to the evening's event.