Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter

45

"Oh, Mr. Walter Gordon, do you have some secrets that can't stand the light of day?" Evangeline's voice dripped with scorn.

Walter's expression turned stormy, a dark cloud over his features.

Before the stunned crowd, he pulled Evangeline away without so much as a second- thought, leaving a ripple of shock in their wake.

Their marriage was a well-kept secret, known only to a select few. Walter whisking her away like that had set tongues wagging.

It was not until they reached the seclusion of the stairwell that Evangeline wrenched herself free, inwardly cursing him as a 'damn guy', Her wrist was red where he had gripped it.

"Are you out of your mind, Walter?" she exclaimed. "Leaving your sweetheart behind like that, aren't you worried about the rumors?"

vou're the one who's lost it! Have you forgotten who you are, Mrs. Walter Gordon? Flaunting yourself for another man, do you think that's fitting?" Walter shot back, matching her sarcasm with his own.

Evangeline's black coat fluttered like wings in the cool night air. Under the glow of the moon, she seemed to radiate light, her red lips bewitching and alluring.

Walter's biting words stung Evangeline, but she brushed them off with a dismissive chuckle. "Mr. Walter Gordon, aren't you being a little double-

as if it's something to

Mr. Walter Gordon, you're just upset that the one hundred thirty-five million dollars you

composure

against the wall, the darkness enveloping them, his frosty breath

her. "What's one hundred thirty-five million dollars? If you, Mrs. Walter Gordon, could be a little more generous, I wouldn't care if it were

a personal affront.

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about cutting ties with James? Or did my words

things with James, and then there she was, boldly

Foster family before the ink on the divorce papers is dry? You think they're in the market for someone's leftovers?"

You're such a jerk!" Evangeline shot back

more of a jerk! Get out

your

want me to help you undress?" Walter's fingers tightened on her chin, yanking her face toward his as he nibbled on her

but Walter had read her like an open book. "If you're not up for it, then come

That's the Gordon mansion, not my

and, with

went white as a sheet. Her grandfather's health was hanging by a thread, and Dr. George was their only hope. She reached for Walter, her voice shaking." You're the lowest of the low,