Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

hapter 73

"Goddess! Goddess!" The crowd chanted loudly, her star shining brightest on the racetrack tonight.

In the throng of people, there was someone encircled by fans, her silhouette and stance a mirror image of Evangeline's. She even brought to mind the defiant figure who had given Evangeline the finger at Sunlit Heights. Was it truly her? Walter elbowed his way through the crowd.

"Let's race. The prize? The winner takes the loser's night. Are you game?" he said, locking eyes with the queen of the racetrack.

The woman hesitated, her reaction silencing the crowd momentarily.

Staking one's own night was a bold move.

"So, if I lose, you 'own' me?" she asked, her tone not quite matching Evangeline's.

"That's right. However, if you lose, you're mine tonight," said Walter, emphasizing every word.

She let out a scoff, laced with scorn. "I won't lose. But sure, I'll bet against you, just to see that look of scorn wiped off your face later. Unless I'm mistaken, weren't you the one who lost the mountain race last time?"

She was still the same fierce competitor from Sunlit Heights.

Noticing the Rolls Royce Phantom behind Walter, she quipped, "Really? You're challenging me in that?"

a fellow racer, flipping him the keys. "Let's make a deal, this

that Walter's ride was worth more than a fleet of his own. Grinning, he accepted the keys and handed over a polished helmet to Walter. The other racers looked on enviously, wishing they had been the ones to strike such a deal Their eyes met, both

got some serious skills," someone in

kid who had just sold his car was left slack-jawed, scratching his head in disbelief. "Holy cow, is that really my old ride? It's like a rocket! Part of me wishes I hadn't sold

just because

who's taking

last time at Sunlit Heights. He's probably in for another embarrassing sprint up the mountain tonight!" Meanwhile, Walter and Evangeline were oblivious to the chatter down below. For them, the serpentine mountain road was the only thing that

was a beast compared to Sunlit Heights, with its higher elevation

Evangeline's every move.

the night like specters, their cars

flew from the motorcycle's tires, leaving a

icy road, their only choice was to slow down and switch lanes. However, slowing down could mean

leaping a ravine, but as soon as it touched down, the icy road sent it

hesitate. With a swift maneuver, he steered his bike

In a

bodies coming to a stop after several tumbles. Thankfully,

helped her to her feet. "I'm fine, but what

she could have been a goner, her bike a twisted wreck at

critical moment, he had thrown caution to the wind to save her, a total stranger. Maybe he was not as indifferent as she