Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 14

+25 BONUS

Walter's hot breath cascaded down Evangeline's neck, his chest pounding against her bare back.

"So you're just going to walk out? is streaking your thing now?

She would rather go naked than stay?

Evangeline fought back. "Let go! You're the one who told me to undress, or do you think I should strip off the last two pieces as well?"

She held back her feelings, her voice low and tense, "Walter, do you have any idea how despicable you

are

Walter's face was drawn tight, the friction between them making him uncomfortable. He clenched his jaw and kept his composure.

Then, he picked up a trench coat from the pile of discarded clothes and draped it over her shoulders from

behind.

"Go ahead and leave if that's what you want. Nobody's stopping you. Once you're out that door, though, you can forget about the Gordon family's shares!"

Evangeline turned, her fiery gaze blazing beneath a tangle of hair. "Are you out of your mind? We're getting a divorce and splitting assets. Those shares were a gift from Grandpa. Why on earth would I give them up? Let me make this crystal clear: I want every last dime!" Walter's expression turned to stone. "Fine, if that's how you want it, we might as well be stuck with each other forever. You think you can use the Gordon fortune to bankroll some new guy? Dream on, Evangeline!

With a surge of fury, Evangeline shoved Walter back, her neck arching gracefully. "We'll just see about that. You don't actually believe your hotshot lawyers can take down James, do you?"

The mere mention of James set off a wildfire inside Walter.

He loomed over her, his eyes piercing through the darkness. "What's going on between you and James?"

"Take a wild guess," she shot back.

air. "He never handles divorce cases. Why would he come down from his high horse for you? And for him to throw money at you without a second

could storm out, Walter's grip tightened around her waist. However, in a flash, his face

Oof!

heel had found its mark, and though her own toe throbbed, Walter's pain was surely worse. "Jerk!" She kicked him off, snatched

have been blind to fall for a man

1/4

Chapter 14

it all, the worst kind

one in Halcyonia had ever dared treat her that

about looking back, she would

+25 BONUS

the living room below,

smiles, holding Julia's hand, growing fonder by the

daughter-in-law. She was a vision of beauty, with a gentle nature, well-read and polite-a stark contrast to that coarse village woman who could not hold a candle to her, always ready with a sharp tongue. Together, they looked like

in tow, draped in a coat. The flush

mock concern, she said, "Oh, look who's coming down. Evie, you look terrible, like

scorn and glee

the time of day. Lydia and her daughter Julia were nothing

stand Evangeline's

Rearden family, Evangeline had always ignored her. Despite being cast out from the Gordons, she strutted around like a proud swan. Why should she, a simple country girl, act

big deal if Walter doesn't want you anymore. After all, you're a Rearden. Why don't you return to the Reardens' with me later? Evangeline's path was blocked, and

taken over your old room. Our place isn't exactly sprawling, and we've got to have space for the

was so naked, so raw, Evangeline's fingers itched to gag Lydia with her suitcase. Regardless,

And just so we're clear, I've cut

Chapter 14

+25 BONUS

that house you're squatting in? That's my mom's legacy. You've got a week to clear

Walter's sake, and to spare her grandfather the heartache of her mother's messy legacy. However,

brewing, stepped forward with a quiver in her voice, "Mom, let's not get Evie riled up. Also, you can't talk to mom like that. We're family, after all. If it's bothering you, just take my room, okay?" Evangeline cackled, her gaze dripping with contempt as she eyed the slap mark on Julia's face. "Zip it, Julia. Did those slaps not sting enough? And since you've put yourself in the spotlight, let me give you a little heads- up. Don't get ahead of yourself. Even if I'm over playing house with the Gordons, you're not even

voice trembled, tears welling up and reddening