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 and

gear and roared out of the garage on his long- neglected bike, gunning it

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

At Sunlit Heights.

the road," said Evangeline as she checked her watch, with Jordan still glued to his phone. She was not there for an easy win. "Hold up, I've got a friend on

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

is,"

that bend," said Evangeline, a note of genuine appreciation in her voice. However, her expression soured as she caught sight of the rider's face beneath the helmet.

the man she had pined for

doing here? Shouldn't he be at the hospital with his sweetheart? Can't I ever

gender barriers, just pure competition. It'd be a shame not to raise the stakes!" the referee chimed in, a thrill seeker invited by

it interesting. If our goddess lones, 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 was buzzing with anticipation, all eager to see the

thought Jordan could