Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 95

However, as soon as she set the phone down, the doorbell chimed.

""Who's there?"

Evangeline had splurged on the presidential suite and had one rule: No interruptions. Apparently, that was

too much to ask.

Were the hotel staff clueless? What were the bodyguards even there for if not to keep people out?

"Hello, room service!" came a muffled call from the other side of the door.

With a frown, Evangeline swung the door open, her patience wearing thin. "I thought I made myself clear. No disturbances, remember?" However, the words hung unfinished in the air as she saw the mischievous grin plastered on the face of the unexpected visitor.

There were no bellhops or maids in sight, just the malicious-looking Roslyn and a bodyguard who looked like he had seen a ghost.

and miniskirt combo screaming 'party, her legs encased in sexy black fishnets, towering heels adding to her height, and her face done up in dramatic smoky makeup. She was a nightclub queen through and through. "My apologies for the intrusion, my little princess," Roslyn cooed, bowing theatrically and reaching out to Evangeline. "But a beauty like you shouldn't

at

on earth did you find me here? And why are you all dolled up

hour

"Haven't you heard? Your split from Walter is the

arched. Someone had been snooping into her

this person again. The sensation of being under surveillance was

upfront about these things, never one to play coy. "Talk about serendipity, the person

little princess

have to say it-Evangeline knew exactly who she had

was a man of detail. There was no way he

like that.

Evangeline's delicate shoulder straps a playful tug.

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