Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

apter 49

Chapter 49

[Walter: Where are you all at?]

[Caden: I'm tearing up the track at Sunlit Heights. Don't you dare come and ruin my fun. If she's not Mrs. Walter Gordon, I'm shooting my shot with both these ladies.]

[Walter: You're really going for it, huh?]

Jordan, who was really Caden in disguise, could easily pass for some carefree youth. His family was high-profile, and they would flip if they knew he was risking his neck in races. They would rather see him confined to a wheelchair than reduced to ashes in

an urn.

Staring at the photo, Walter's gut told him it was Evangeline. That unmistakable, killer figure could only belong to her, and it clicked-he remembered her dramatic motorcycle exit the last time she stirred up trouble.

urge surged through him, powerful

out of the garage on his long- neglected bike,

there, Evangeline, ready to throw down, count me in.' Walter's mind raced with the

At Sunlit Heights.

not there for an easy win. "Hold up, I've got a friend on the way. He's the king of the road. You're in for a treat today," bragged Jordan, his cockiness replaced by a

he spoken than a sleek, custom bike whipped into place at the starting line, its turn executed with

he is," announced

note of genuine appreciation in her voice. However, her expression soured as she caught sight of the rider's face beneath the helmet.

could only belong to Walter, the man she had pined for all those years. She could

thoughts churned. 'What's he doing here? Shouldn't he be at the hospital with his sweetheart? Can't I ever catch a break? He's like a ghost that

a clash of titans, no gender barriers, just pure competition. It'd be a shame not to raise the stakes!" the referee chimed in, a thrill seeker invited

she owes each of us a candlelit dinner. And if our god loses, well, if he can't beat a girl, he'll take a victory lap around the mountaintop in his boxers. How's that?" The crowd roared with

with anticipation, all eager to see the

Jordan