Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 239

After what went down last night though, Yale was not so sure what was going on in Roslyn's head anymore.

Before Evangeline could even get a word in, Roslyn chimed in, "Evie, if you're tired, just head back and get some sleep. I'll hitch a ride with Uncle Yale."

In the white BMW, Yale fired up the engine from the driver's seat and watched Roslyn wave goodbye to Evangeline before sliding into the seat. beside him. As the door shut, a voice as cold as a robot's snapped, "Strap in."

That was when it hit Roslyn that she was riding in Yale's car, where everything had to be by the book.

She obediently clicked the seatbelt into place and waved to Evangeline through the rolled-down window.

The car zipped off, the roar of the engine nearly drowning out the world.

Inside the car, insulated from the noise, it was dead quiet.

Roslyn was not in the mood to chat, and Yale was at a loss for words.

It was odd. After all, Roslyn's presence usually meant there was never a dull

moment.

his mind, but Yale shook them off and said with all seriousness,

did Roslyn

felt it was

no idea just how stubborn that girl could be

her mind, the thrill of taking

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recalled her fingers tracing the contours of his chest, her lips. brushing his cheek, and the way he pinned her down on the couch. Could such precious memories be so easily dismissed, as if it had never happened? He might have the

so hard for-how could she just erase such

snakes?" blurted Roslyn, catching him

nearly slammed on the brakes.

voice heavy with implication," You're as cold as ice-fits

was a clear challenge. Any other guy would have blown his top, but Yale? He was no ordinary guy. A seasoned special ops soldier, he

"Appreciate the compliment."

set when he pulled over in a

"We're here, Roslyn."

as she clicked off her seatbelt,

instead straddling his lap. Their bodies aligned in a way that seemed ready to ignite at the slightest friction. Roslyn cupped his face