Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 30

Evangeline said no more, grabbed her bag, and left with a defiant swagger.

Walter never saw it coming. Evangeline's abrupt departure left him staring at her retreating figure, his gaze heavy with unspoken thoughts. His brows knitted together, and a tightness in his chest grew until he could not stand it anymore.

He irritatedly yanked at his tie and threw it aside with a forceful snap.

Deep into the night, Walter was the last man working. His desk lamp was the lone island of light in an otherwise deserted building.

Even

Evangeline, with all her reservations about him, could not deny Walter's prowess in business. Clinical and detached he might be, but his work was flawless, his talent exceptional. It was his vision and drive that had built Strata King Group from the ground up, steering it to p eye.

"Still burning the midnight oil, Mr. Walter Gordon?" Evangeline's voice broke the silence as she stepped in, slipping off her coat.

The coat revealed a form-fitting black dress that hugged her figure, accentuating every curve. Her makeup was impeccable, her collarbone a delicate contrast to her porcelain skin, her lips a vibrant red that promised mischief.

She was the kind of woman who left a lasting impression on every man who looked at her.

her longer than necessary. It was only on the brink of divorce that he realized

to kill-are

me?"

that could only be called a siren's call, Evangeline closed the distance and

if we had a chat, don't you think, Mr. Walter

making her far more bewitching than the demure

for the evening," Walter replied with a smile, reaching for the hidden compartment

office.

cozy, doubling as a sanctuary with shelves of books lining the

willing to play along, curious

nerves.

move, Walter had her gently pinned against the

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familiar scent mingling with the air as a stray lock of

in a silent siren's call. Her arms found

his tie, tugging him closer