Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter

66

Ms. Foster's captivating gaze narrowed at Walter's words, her tone icy. "Who did you think I was?"

He had burst in with erratic steps and an urgent voice, a far cry from his usual poise.

Ms. Foster felt a flutter of curiosity, waiting in silenc or his reply.

Walter, finally composed, eyed the woman before him with suspicion. Finding no giveaway, he answered with a chill, "It's nothing, just a case of mistaken identity..." Her hand clenched beneath the table.

A case of mistaken identity?

Fine, just fine!

She had expected nothing less than disdain from that man.

was alluring. Her eyes,

take a good look before you bother someone. It's quite rude, don't you think?" Walter was momentarily lost for

who I am?" he asked, a crease

the inconsistency.

isn't aware of Mr. Walter

herself with an edge, a telltale sign of someone who had clawed her way through the cutthroat business world. Even so, her pointed questions stirred an uneasy feeling

fingers when a deal slips through your fingers, you should take a hard look in the mirror. Even if I weren't in the picture,

family's side, sniping a few

with rage, her eyes shooting daggers at Walter. It was clear

rivalry began. Both were headstrong to

colleague, Ms. Foster stood up to leave. Pausing, she shot Walter one last scorching look before striding

creasing his forehe. She reminded

right down to the dress they both wore on the same day. What were

memory of her fierce yet radiant eyes lingered, and Walter felt a tug in his

deny it-he was captivated

very moment, Oscar, out of breath, made it to the scene. He had just