Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Walter ended the call, a storm brewing in his chest. He paced the room with a gloomy expression and smoked one cigarette after another until the last one was crushed in the ashtray.

He grabbed his coat and stormed out of the bedroom, not without delivering a swift kick to the coffee table that sent it toppling over.

Feeling the extremely low pressure, wherever he walked felt like a hurricane had passed through.

Aria, oblivious to the brewing tempest, chased after him. "You just got back, and it's the holidays! Where are you off to now? Why not stay and spend some time with me?"

Walter said nothing as he marched out with a scowl on his face.

Just then, his phone rang. It was Caden Scott, his close friend.

"Missed the show on your yacht last night. I heard Evangeline gave you the boot and wants a divorce?"

"News travels fast. I'm hanging up," said Walter.

"Wait, don't hang up. So it's over? Who would've thought Evangeline had it in her to be so tough? The whole social circle is buzzing about you being dumped! And get this-last night, a rich lady offered big bucks for a baby daddy, someone to outdo a Walter. That rich lady is none other than Evie-Baby. Word is, she's already got a candidate cozying up in the Ocean Crest Hotel's presidential suite. You..."

The message was loud and clear: Walter was being publicly cuckolded.

"A bounty for a baby?!" At that, Walter's frown cut deep, his heart pounding like a drum.

"Yep. Don't believe me? I'll forward you the advertisement. There's a line of guys queuing up for the chance!"

Walter warned through clenched teeth, "Call her Evie-Baby one more time, and I'll toss you to the sharks in the sea!"

He ended the call with a frown.

As expected, Caden sent the job posting over without a fuss.

scanned the advertisement for a potential father. The woman's list was demanding: Tall, standing at least 1.9 meters, with a chiseled eight-pack, a sharp jawline, a straight nose, dark hair, smart, and skilled in bed. The guy had to be a Stanford grad, too, and better than him in

in Avalon City even outmatch

into his car

...

in the Ocean Crest Hotel's presidential suite, Evangeline was pressed against the wall by a towering hunk with a mix of bloodlines. Blond and blue-eyed, he was

gentle hands roamed over his muscular back. "Handsome... You're

and rich had its perks. She

willful, and adored. All that, and she had

that so? I'm glad you like it,"

I'll give you

and you smell

to lean in for a kiss when suddenly, the door burst open with a

deadly

dude who had been on Evangeline was suddenly

rage, cursing loudly, "Get off

intrusion of the men in black, her face turning pale. She hastily pulled her shawl around

glanced up and saw him at the door, commanding the

a mocking chuckle. "Walter? What are you doing here?! Tell your goons to back

the doorway, his towering presence and dark eyes

coat, his legs encased in perfectly tailored pants, he cut a striking figure against the backlight. His expression was icy, his lips a tight line. The room's heat dropped

red lips before a calculated smile played on his own. He walked

part of the Gordon

the arrival of the big boss, the hotel's

the mixed-race guy, the bodyguard forcing him

you to care?!" Alex shot

face,