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.

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 be left alone. I simply had to join you, even

up at

a look. "How on earth did you find me here? And

hour

room. "Haven't you heard? Your split from Walter is the talk of

snooping into her life. "Care to share

let slip anything to this person again. The sensation of being under surveillance was downright

coy. "Talk about serendipity, the person I asked

their own little princess was sure to

to say it-Evangeline knew exactly

was a man of detail. There was no way

like that.

delicate shoulder straps a playful tug. "Let's go live it up a bit!" Where they would go was as clear as day,

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