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?"

flipping him the

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 took off

That guy's got some serious skills," someone in the

just sold his car was left slack-jawed, scratching his head in disbelief. "Holy cow, is

because

on who's taking home the

goddess got this in the 3g. That dude's money didn't help him last time at Sunlit Heights. He's probably in for another embarrassing sprint up the mountain

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

Evangeline's every move.

the night like specters, their

the motorcycle's tires, leaving a

could mean losing it all. Evangeline did not let up. She gunned the engine, aiming to jump right over the obstacle. It

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

hesitate. With a swift maneuver, he steered his bike

her from a disastrous swerve. In a flash, they

across the dirt, Walter clung to Evangeline, their bodies coming to a stop after several

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

have been a goner, her

wind to save her,