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.

the trousers whispering against her thighs as he moved. His black silk shirt was casually unbuttoned at the top, revealing a collarbone that exuded a nonchalant yet forbidden allure,

piercing and dangerous, as if

"Who taught you that?"

realized he had to reacquaint himself with Evangeline all over again.

We agreed that if I won,

your mind about having

world is full of powerful men. What does it matter who I have kids with?

you're going to use my alimony to keep a

back, her struggle against him fueled by the humiliations he had inflicted and the wounds he wreaked on her heart. She had been waiting for that

moved on. What was left for him to be unhappy

off me,

fire ignite within him

her body pressed against his, making her 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

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

she could just

her temper flaring, barely covered by her

man's movements beneath her, Evangeline understood all too well-despite being drunk-what that sensation

Her head spun, but

was out

She had tried to tempt him

she realized it was not that he could not.

him today? Why was

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

thrashed wildly, marking his pricey suit with the

bold in her

his presence as chilling as a winter storm as he ripped

face, but the fury emanating from him was palpable, a

the dizziness clouding her mind, trying to

into a position of disgrace. The

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