Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 66

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Chapter 66 Ms. Foster's captivating gaze narrowed at Walter's words, her tone icy. "Who did you think I was?" He had burst in with erratic steps and an urgent voice, a far cry from his usual poise.

Ms. Foster felt a flutter of curiosity, waiting in silenc or his reply.

Walter, finally composed, eyed the woman before him with suspicion. Finding no giveaway, he answered with a chill, "It's nothing, just a case of mistaken identity..." Her hand clenched beneath the table.

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A case of mistaken identity? Fine, just fine! She had expected nothing less than disdain from that man.

Ms. Foster's anger rose, but her smile was alluring. Her eyes, however, betrayed a deep chill.

She gave him a frosty look. "Next time, Mr. Walter Gordon, make sure you take a good look before you bother someone. It's quite rude, don't you think?" Walter was momentarily lost for words, caught off-guard by her rebuke.

"You know who I am?" he asked, a crease forming between his brows, picking up on the inconsistency.

Ms. Foster's lips curled in a sneer. "Who isn't aware of Mr. Walter Gordon's recent antics against the Foster family? You've really outdone yourself." Walter had heard whispers about Ms. Foster long before their paths crossed. As he finally met her, she lived up to every story. She carried herself with an edge, a telltale sign of someone who had clawed her way through the cutthroat business world. Even so, her pointed questions stirred an uneasy feeling deep within him.

"Maybe instead of pointing fingers when a deal slips through your fingers, you should take a hard look in the mirror. Even if I weren't in the picture, do you honestly believe you'd have landed that project?" Walter had been a thorn in the Foster family's side, sniping a few minor deals just to ruffle their feathers. "You!" Ms. Foster's face flushed with rage, her eyes shooting daggers at Walter. It was clear she was not about to let that go without a fight. "Just you wait!" With that, their bizarre rivalry began. Both were headstrong to the core, and neither would back down from a challenge.

After a brief exchange with her colleague, Ms. Foster stood up to leave. Pausing, she shot Walter one last scorching look before striding away.

Walter watched her leave, a frown creasing his forehe. She reminded him so much. of Evangeline.

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The resemblance was uncanny, right down to the dress they both wore on the sday. What were the odds? The memory of her fierce yet radiant eyes lingered, and Walter felt a tug in his chest.

He could not deny it-he was captivated by Ms. Foster.

At that very moment, Oscar, out of breath, made it to the scene. He had just learned that his boss had a run-

in with Ms. Foster, and the old feud between their families flashed through his mind, sending a shiver down his spine. He wanted to calm his boss down before things escalated. However, when he got there, the room was deserted.

A knot formed in Oscar's stomach, worried that his boss might have With worsened things with the Fosters. He approached Walter cautiously and asked in a hushed tone, "Sir, are you okay?" Walter looked down, skeptical of such a coincidence. "Look into Ms. Foster's background, and I mean dig deep." He could not fathom someone just popping into existence. If Ms. Foster was indeed Evangeline, she would have slipped up somewhere.

Oscar, confused but obedient, nodded and hurried off to follow the orders.

Meanwhile, the woman who had left the Newhaven room slid into a chauffeured car with practiced ease. with up her phone the She snatched up moment she settled in and made a call. Her voice was back to its usual velvety tone. "Uncle, I need a favor..." James recognized Evangeline's voice instantly and was all ears. "Go ahead." wood

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