Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

hapter 221

Walter was already gone. Evangeline reached out for the cold space beside her, not at all surprised by his absence.

She tried to sit up, only then fully realizing how over-the-top Walter had been. Her legs were jelly, shaking with every little move. Getting out of bed seemed like an impossible task.

Evangeline's brow creased as she took in the room. She could not just keep crashing in Walter's office lounge forever, could she?

Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to stand, her legs shaking like leaves in the wind.

As she moved, a hot flush of embarrassment coursed through her, starting somewhere deep and trickling down to her heels. She knew exactly what it was, and the mortification that followed made her wish she could vanish into the floorboards and never resurface. Walter, at least, had shown some decency. He ripped up her old clothes but thoughtfully prepared a fresh set in the bathroom, even including a pair of comfy flats.

The light green jumpsuit he had chosen was crisp and chic, entirely Evangeline's vibe. She could not help but nod in approval at her reflection.

Regardless of everything, Walter had a knack for picking out clothes.

Hobbling out of the lounge, she immediately spotted Walter at his desk, buried in paperwork.

lift of his eyebrows. "Morning," he said with a hint of a tease. "Why not sleep in

shirt-two buttons undone, casually revealing a glimpse of his sculpted chest-to his sleek black trousers and the way his short hair seemed to have a mind of

undeniably hot. Of course,

brows, and the slight smirk playing

a word danced

Charismatic.

that was

not help but notice Walter's eyebrows seemed to be doing a victory dance. How could he be so pleased after

clock. It was already ten in

she tossed two frosty words. over her shoulder at

"Leaving already?"

was holding, his voice cool as ice, though inside, he was a storm of

passion, yet she was

"Got stuff to do."

for