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.

his eyebrows. "Morning," he said with a hint

his sculpted chest-to his sleek black trousers and

and undeniably hot.

chiseled features, brooding brows, and the slight smirk playing on his lips, that really drew

this, a word

Charismatic.

was Walter. Pure

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

the clock. It was already

a furrowed brow, she tossed two frosty words. over her shoulder at Walter, who looked far too

"Leaving already?"

voice cool as ice, though inside, he was a storm

a night full of passion, yet she

"Got stuff to do."

for