Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte) novel Chapter 3

Pop, pop, pop! Balls dropped into pockets with stunning precision.

Her skill was breathtaking. She was every bit Walter’s equal, if not better.

A hidden gem, indeed.

Not just the onlookers, but even Walter’s expression changed too. The sound of someone gulping was unmistakable in the tense silence.

Then there was the sheer fabric clinging to her body, barely there, which made Walter’s face darken with anger.

His eyes, dark and predatory, did not miss a thing.

Who would have thought? His wife, the one who hardly left their home, had some serious secrets up her sleeve. Her skill at the pool table was not only a shock to the onlookers but to him as well—he had had no idea.

Walter’s right-hand man, Hector, could tell things were about to go south and quickly ushered everyone out. However, Julia, blind to the brewing storm, stubbornly stayed put.

She had hoped to see Evangeline humiliated, but the tables had turned. It was Julia who ended up embarrassed.

When on earth had Evangeline learned to play pool like that?!

She had waited three long years for that moment. She would not rest until she saw Walter’s signature on those divorce papers.

Instead, she found herself being hauled out by John Tucker, who did not hesitate to drag her away.

Before Julia was pulled out, Evangeline straightened herself and glared at her. “Julia, remember the cruise Walter booked for you tonight, the fireworks? That’s all coming out of the marital assets we’re splitting,” she remarked. “Better transfer the money soon, or my divorce lawyer will be in touch!”

Julia was livid, her face turning a shade of green with rage. However, before she could get into it with Evangeline, John had her out the door.

The door slammed shut, leaving Evangeline and Walter alone in the room.

Evangeline, having just cleared the pool table in a smooth run, set down her cue stick and was about to speak. All of a sudden, she was yanked forward.

Her hands were pinned above her head, her body pressed against the pool table. Walter’s breath, dangerously close to losing control, enveloped her.

Walter stood in his sleek black suit, the trousers whispering against her thighs as he moved. His black silk shirt was casually unbuttoned at the top, revealing a collarbone that exuded a nonchalant yet forbidden allure, his posture regal and his demeanor cool enough to make one’s heart race.

He towered over her, his gaze piercing and dangerous, as if he could strip away her secrets with just a look.

“Who taught you that?”

Walter realized he had to reacquaint himself with Evangeline all over again. She was full of surprises.

“Does it matter where I learned it? We agreed that if I won, you’d sign the divorce papers!”

“Oh? Changed your mind about having kids?”

Evangeline’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her drunkenness spreading like fire through her body. She gave a bitter laugh, unafraid. “The world is full of powerful men. What does it matter who I have kids with? Just sign the papers, and tomorrow I can put out a call with a big reward for a child! I’m sure someone will take the offer. So, can you hurry up and sign, Mr. Walter Gordon?”

“Ha! You think you’re going to use my alimony to keep a man? Keep dreaming,” Walter sneered, his face contorted with disdain.

“Why should you care what I do with it?” Evangeline snapped back, her struggle against him fueled by the humiliations he had inflicted and the wounds he wreaked on her heart. She had been waiting for that moment.

She had moved on. What was left for him to be unhappy about?

“Get your hands off me, you brute! You’re hurting me!”

Walter felt a fire ignite within him at her resistance.

In one swift move, he lifted her into his arms, her body pressed against his, making her all too aware of his physical presence. “So you think you need another man to handle you? So much anger, yet you dream of using my money to keep a lover?”

He wrapped her in her coat and carried her out of the private room, straight into an adjacent suite. He ignored the curious eyes of the onlookers.

Though the crowd had been asked to leave, many lingered, all of them eager to witness whether that tumultuous couple would end their marriage tonight.