Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 50

At the shrill blast of the whistle, a dozen bikes shot off like unleashed beasts, kicking up a storm of dust.

Roslyn's bike picked the worst time to act up, leaving her stranded. She shrugged it off, knowing she could not outpace Jordan anyway. She revved up her cheers and sent a drone to capture the action. The mountain was swarmed with fans, all there to witness the clash of the titans.

The race did not disappoint, delivering heart-pounding thrills, especially from the leaders who drove with wild abandon.

Walter, the dark horse, had surged ahead, overtaking Jordan and leaving Evangeline trailing.

However, Evangeline was not one to give up easily. She made a daring move on a high-speed curve, flirting with the edge of a cliff.

Sparks scattered in a wild dance as Evangeline leaned into the turn, her knees a whisper away from kissing the asphalt. Walter's pulse raced when he saw the reckless display in his rearview mirror. What was she thinking? Was winning worth her life?

With the cliff's edge looming ominously nearby, Walter's concern got the better of him, and he eased off the throttle.

Evangeline, finally ahead, nonchalantly flipped him the

nerve. She had the

trailed her, watching as she defied every rule of safe riding, each

had she become such a daredevil

not let her off without a lesson. She needed to learn

line, and the crowd buzzed with excitement. Walter dismounted, his face

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racing gear, she blended into the sea of anonymity. The crowd hushed as Walter approached, his presence commanding and aloof. The man was a vision in black, from his short boots to his helmet, his lean waist and shoulders as broad as the ocean, every inch of him radiating coiled strength. He yanked

beside

was going to be quite

his face and fought back screams-it was

family's very own, Mr. Walter Gordon, the heartthrob of