Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 32

Evangeline's eyebrow arched, her focus unbroken.

She opened the door and left without hesitation.

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Walter stood alone, a towering figure, as menacing as a demon risen from the depths.

His thoughts were swirling, haunted by her declaration that she would find another man and have kids, but that he would never father these children.

His brows knotted in anguish. He let out a bitter, mocking laugh.

Face set hard, he fought the rage boiling in his veins and strode into the bathroom.

On the way, he dialed his assistant Oscar. "Lock down the lobby, Julia is not to set foot in here."

Walter was right on the money; Julia had been a ticking time bomb since getting Evangeline's text. She made a beeline for the Strata King Group tower, only to be stopped abruptly by the security detail. Her calls to Walter hit a dead end, and Evangeline had blacklisted her.

consumed her, her eyes

lost it, screaming at the top of her lungs, "Evangeline's up there with

laid a finger on that tramp Evangeline. Julia had been vigilant, but

had even sent those scandalous photos

enraptured as if he wanted to fuse Evangeline

all that, how

did Evangeline, that nobody,

It was unbearable!

swore she would not let that tramp Evangeline

unspent passion, was submerged in a cold

his emotions usually in check. Maybe it was the lingering trace of Evangeline or the way she had stirred him up, but the fire inside him refused to die down, even after two hours. Bare-chested, he lounged in the bathtub, his chiseled jawline tilted upward as he fought to control his ragged breaths. His entire

base of his spine. Her soft lips

old wounds he thought he had buried long ago. His temples throbbed

George's call broke through the silence, checking in on Cole's health. "Mr. Walter Gordon, your kindness has not been forgotten," said

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wife, a debt not easily

assist you,

but I'm confident that