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?"

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

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 filled with fierce determination. As the starting gun fired, they

That guy's got some serious skills," someone

head in disbelief. "Holy cow, is that really my old ride? It's like a rocket!

coy just because you snagged a

on who's taking home the

embarrassing sprint up the mountain tonight!" Meanwhile, Walter and Evangeline were oblivious to the chatter down below. For them,

Heights, with its higher elevation

Evangeline's every move.

through the night like specters, their cars darting between the trees

flew from the motorcycle's tires, leaving

dodging meant a dangerous turn, and on the icy road, their only choice was to slow down and switch lanes. However, slowing down could mean

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

not hesitate. With a swift maneuver, he steered

disastrous swerve. In a flash,

across the dirt, Walter clung to Evangeline, their bodies coming to a stop after several tumbles. Thankfully, their helmets

with concern as he helped her to her feet. "I'm fine, but what about you?" Evangeline brushed herself off, her heart still racing +75

near miss. If Walter had not intervened, she could have been a goner, her bike

to save her, a total stranger.