Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte)

Chapter 471

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Evangeline had not forgotten, not for a second. However, she had to hand it to Walter, even with a last-minute leading lady swap, he played his part to the hilt What a show of commitment.

Out of nowhere, the sweet strains of a violin filled the air, weaving a melody that washed over her, stirring something deep within.

Walter caught her eye, as if he could read her every thought, and stood. He leaned in, offering his hand just like he had at the masquerade ball, behind that quirky green frog mask. Evangeline's heart clenched, caught in an invisible grip, leaving her at a loss for words. Then, his voice broke through her trance.

"Would the beautiful princess honor me with a dance?"

Instinctively, her hand reached for his. However, as she tried to rise, her body froze, caught in the moment's gravity.

"Sorry, I'm in flats today, not exactly dance-floor material."

She quickly looked down, locking away the storm of feelings behind her eyes.

Once upon a time, she would dance in secret, earning the nickname 'Nightclub Queen' among the crowd.

However, even her best friend Roslyn did not know why she loved to dance so much. It was all because Evangeline knew about Walter's impressive moves. She was scared that his brilliance would just leave her in the shadows, so she kept practicing, hoping to match his shine.

All she ever wanted was to be his equal. Sadly, she never got the chance to share a full dance with Walter.

When the moment finally came, she was stuck in the wrong shoes.

Just then, her icy, nervous fingers were suddenly warmed by a strong, gentle grip.

Walter's presence was undeniable. With a swift turn, Evangeline found herself wrapped in his arms.

"Who cares about flat shoes? It's about the dancer, not the shoes," said Walter with a shrug, guiding Evangeline with his smooth moves.

In the soft glow of the candles and lights, they swayed to the sweet music, the sea breeze, their silent

partner.

Little did they know...

On the cruise ship, a thunderous heavy metal symphony was rocking everyone's world. Around the corner, in a VIP room, a woman who had been deep in slumber cracked open her eyes, confused. What was going on?

Minnie's vision was a blur. She rubbed her eyes hard, and the world slowly snapped back into focus. However, it was night, and all she could see was darkness.

Her memory had hit a wall right after that glass of red wine.

Minnie was aware that she was not the best at holding her liquor, but she could usually manage a glass of

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red wine without any trouble.

Tonight, however, something felt off. As she jolted awake, a sense of danger prickled at her senses. She sat up, her gaze drawn to the window where the world outside buzzed with light and life, a stark contrast to the darkness of her room. Her head pounded with an unusual intensity, and it did not take long for her to realize she had been drugged-a heavy-duty kind that could knock her out cold.

She had planned everything down to the last detail, all to celebrate Walter's birthday. Instead, she found herself drugged and alone in the dark. Who would dare mess with her and Walter like that?

Minnie's fists tightened, anger flaring in her eyes.