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.

She was a nightclub queen through and through. "My apologies for the intrusion, my little princess," Roslyn cooed, bowing

at

find me here?

hour

slung an arm around Evangeline, ushering her back into the room. "Haven't you heard? Your split from Walter is the talk of the town. I figured you'd be down, so I did a

had been snooping into her life. "Care

let slip anything to this person again. The sensation of being

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

Fosters about their own little princess was

not have to say it-Evangeline knew exactly who she had in

was no way he would leave her to fend for herself at a

like that.

Evangeline's delicate shoulder straps a playful tug. "Let's go live it up a bit!" Where they would go

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