Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 3

Evangeline's alluring stance sent pulses racing.

Pop, pop, pop! Balls dropped into pockets with stunning precision.

Her skill was breathtaking. She was every bit Walter's equal, if not better.

A hidden gem, indeed.

Not just the onlookers, but even Walter's expression changed too. The sound of someone gulping was unmistakable in the tense silence.

Then there was the sheer fabric clinging to her body, barely there, which made Walter's face darken with anger.

His eyes, dark and predatory, did not miss a thing.

Who would have thought? His wife, the one who hardly left their home, had some serious secrets up her sleeve. Her skill at the pool table was not only a shock to the onlookers but to him as well-he had had no idea.

Walter's right-hand man, Hector, could tell things were about to go south and quickly ushered everyone out. However, Julia, blind to the brewing storm, stubbornly stayed put.

She had hoped to see Evangeline humiliated, but the tables had turned. It was Julia who ended up embarrassed.

When on earth had Evangeline learned to play pool like that?!

She had waited three long years for that moment. She would not rest until she saw Walter's signature on those divorce papers.

Instead, she found herself being hauled out by John Tucker, who did not hesitate to drag her away.

Before Julia was pulled out, Evangeline straightened herself and glared at her. "Julia, remember the cruise Walter booked for you tonight, the fireworks? That's all coming out of the marital assets we're splitting," she remarked. "Better transfer the money soon, or my divorce lawyer will be in touch!"

Julia was livid, her face turning a shade of green with rage. However, before she could get into it with Evangeline, John had her out the door.

The door slammed shut, leaving Evangeline and Walter alone in the room.

Evangeline, having just cleared the pool table in a smooth run, set down her cue stick and was about to speak. All of a sudden, she was yanked forward.

Her hands were pinned above her head, her body pressed against the pool table. Walter's breath, dangerously close to losing control, enveloped her.

His black silk shirt was casually unbuttoned at the top, revealing a collarbone that exuded a nonchalant yet forbidden

towered over her, his gaze piercing and dangerous, as if he

"Who taught you that?"

Evangeline all over

learned it? We agreed that if I

Changed your mind

like fire through her body. She gave a bitter laugh, unafraid. "The world is full of powerful men. What does it matter who I have kids with? Just sign the papers, and tomorrow I can put out

keep a

do with it?" Evangeline snapped back, her struggle against him fueled by the humiliations he had inflicted

What was left for

hands off me, you brute! You're hurting

felt a fire ignite within

all too aware of his physical presence. "So you think you need another man to handle you? So much anger, yet you dream of using my money to

private room, straight into an adjacent suite. He ignored

crowd had been asked to leave, many lingered, all of them

just disappear into

had stormed out earlier, her temper flaring, barely covered

the man's movements beneath her, Evangeline understood all too well-despite

Her head spun, but the flush of

was out of his

passed. She had tried to tempt him countless times without success, starting to believe

she realized it was not that he could not. He simply chose

today? Why was he suddenly responsive

divorce him. She did not need this, did not need

thrashed wildly, marking his pricey suit with the evidence of her

bold in

onto the bed. Walter loomed over her, his presence as chilling as a winter storm as he ripped off his tie and methodically removed

him was palpable, a rage that felt like it could set the world

her mind, trying to

iron grip on her ankle pulled her back, folding her into a position of

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