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.

Yale shook them off and said

Roslyn no

Yale felt it was

had no idea just how stubborn that

the moment in her mind, the thrill of taking the lead

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lips. brushing his cheek, and the way he pinned her down on the couch. Could such precious memories be so easily dismissed, as if

kiss she had fought so hard for-how could she just

snakes?" blurted Roslyn, catching him

on the brakes. "What's that supposed to

her voice heavy with

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 met her jab with a

"Appreciate the compliment."

the set when he pulled

"We're here, Roslyn."

her seatbelt, yet she made

shift. He turned to see Roslyn, no longer beside him and instead straddling his lap. Their bodies aligned in a way that seemed ready to ignite at the slightest friction. Roslyn cupped