Unmasking the Heiress (Evangeline and Walte)

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"How's it going? I heard you've started acting in movies and TV shows?"

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"Yeah, I've been on set lately." Roslyn's reply came quickly, but her gaze stayed glued to the window, as if this was no big deal.

Yale swallowed a sigh and looked away. "So you went ahead with it."

He bit back the words 'You never listen'.

Still, even without him saying it, Roslyn got the message loud and clear.

"Does it even matter if I go or not? It's my choice, right?" Roslyn had been in the car for a while, but only now did she look over at Yale.

He had not changed a bit. Sharp in his suit and shoes, he had that cool, collected look of a guy who got it all together.

Just seeing him like that sent waves of longing through Roslyn. What a shame that a catch like him was never meant for her.

No matter how hard she tried, no matter how sweet she was, she never seemed to catch his eye.

Nonetheless, Roslyn had her pride, and she would show Yale how much it hurt. Thus, she hid behind a wall of anger.

"What's it to you? I remember you lecturing me years ago about how I was too naive for the cutthroat world of showbiz. As if I ever listened!".

Yale could not tell if he was more ticked off or just plain exasperated.

Roslyn was a firecracker-simple-hearted and quick to flare up, not to mention drop-dead gorgeous.

A girl like her in the limelight was just asking for trouble.

He usually did not care much about other people's business. However, when it came to his niece's friend, he could not help but worry. Alas, his friendly advice was met with a full-blown rebellion instead. "Why should I listen to you anyway? You seem to forget, Yale, you're Evangeline's uncle, not mine! She might have to listen to you, but I sure don't."

Roslyn was doing her best to keep her cool, but Yale's special status made her lose it in no time flat.

The thing she could not stand the most was Yale acting all high and mighty, like he had some sort of say over her!

Sure, she could listen to Yale. She could take advice from her own guy, no problem.

Yale was trying to pull the elder card to get her to fall in line, but she would never play that game-not in a million years. She could not see Yale as anything but her equal, no matter how hard he tried. Yale did not realize that his words were like a punch to the gut for her.

"Look, I'm not trying to be bossy, but as a friend, shouldn't you hear me out? I just don't want to see you get hurt, okay?" Yale's voice was laced with genuine concern.

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To Yale, it felt like his heartfelt advice was tossed aside like yesterday's news.

"Back when you were rocking the music scene, things were simpler. But diving into the movie biz? It's a whole different beast, and you can't dodge the drama... He was mid-plea when Roslyn cut him off sharp and quick.

"Mr. Yale Foster, I appreciate the concern. But my life, my choices. I'd like it if you respected that."

Her voice was icy, her words putting miles of distance between them. It was as if she was sitting next to some random troll trying to run her life, not a friend. Deep down, however, Roslyn's heart was in pieces.

Her frosty facade hurt Yale, sure, but it was tearing her up inside too. Why could he not just be there for her, out in the open, if he cared that much? Today's Bonus Offer