Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 74

A fan club waved their light-up signs in the air, celebrating the queen's arrival, their cheers thunderous in the throng.

Walter was seething with a possessive rage, feeling as though his brightest star had been stolen from him.

"You've won, congratulations. Tonight, you own me," said Walter, his gaze intense and piercing as he pushed through the crowd to face he

Evangeline's eyes were icy, laced with scorn, Walter was hopelessly sentimental, rooted to the spot at the mere sight of the racing goddess. He had chased her from Sunlit Heights to Mystic Opal Hill, still playing the lover while refusing to let go of their marriage. What would his reaction be if he discovered she was the same racing goddess

ne adored?

Imagining Walter's dumbstruck face made Evangeline chuckle. She removed her helmet, her black hair tumbling down like a waterfall, her stunning features then fully visible to the wind and the world.

Her gaze met his mockingly. "Sorry to burst your bubble," she said, her eyes gleaming with defiance.

Walter's face turned to stone, a chilling mask of shock.

The crowd got a clear view of the racing goddess's true identity-it was Evangeline, the same woman who had made headlines for her dramatic divorce from Walter and for ruthlessly evicting her own parents. The buzz around her was infamous. The once eager crowd recoiled, realizing that was a woman who would not even spare a magnate like Walter any dignity.

No matter how alluring, no one wanted to keep a beautiful but deadly poison at home.

There, among the spectators, was the wealthy Walter, then recognized by all as the man from the rumors.

cross the Gordons. As the commotion settled, the crowd thinned out, leaving

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to take off when Walter caught her, pressing her against his car. The guy who had swapped cars with him earlier did not even have the guts to take off after finding out who Walter truly

of surprises, aren't you, race queen? What else are you hiding from me?" asked Walter, his voice edged with

danger radiating off Walter like he was some kind of predator ready

chest, his face twisted in pain. He had taken a tumble from

Evangeline's voice was

Walter, gesturing

could not help but roll her eyes. Leave it to Walter to crack jokes even then. Nonetheless, she could not shake

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a swift, graceful motion, she was on her bike and gone. "You're leaving me here, just like that?"

it's your chest that's hurt, not your leg. You've got a car, don't you? Drive yourself

had he not learned to value what he had? He remembered how he had carelessly thrown away the medicine right

have felt at

the radio was abuzz with the latest on the racing sensation. The woman he was divorcing, the one he had taken for granted, was the same goddess the online world could not stop talking about. It hit hirm then just

been so blind, never seeing her true value,

that Evangeline had never owed him

also airing the reveal of the racing queen's identity. The sight of that helmet coming off made

as the perfect wife in the Gordon family for two years. Now she's asking for a divorce, and before she's even out the door, she's out there showing off, playing the racing quee "What kind of respectable girl gets into racing and lets herself be idolized by these

"Mom, you need to treat Evangeline with respect. And don't think I'm clueless about what you did last time. I just chose